When the Dead Still Call novel Chapter 169

“It’s nothing serious,” Marcelo said, trying to sound calm. “Just a small argument between siblings. It’ll blow over soon.

“Amelia will always come back home. She’s part of the family. You don’t have to worry.”

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Gianna’s heart burned with resentment, but she hid it well. There was no way she’d let that bitch come home. Still, she knew better than to ask too many questions.

Her mother always said, the more you talk, the easier it is to slip up. So she stayed quiet.

Marcelo, too embarrassed to remain in the ballroom, decided to go straight to the lounge.

Feeling frustrated and uneasy, he returned to the lounge.

Amelia’s words kept replaying in his mind, planting seeds of doubt that grew stronger with every thought.

In the end, he asked the event manager to pull up the security footage.

Anyway, he had nothing better to do, so he might as well check it out and see for himself.

He told himself it was just to confirm things–just to see if Amelia had been lying or trying to stir trouble.

Of course, he never suspected Gianna. He only wanted to expose Amelia’s supposed tricks.

But what he saw shocked him.

Just like Amelia had said, every time Gianna appeared in an area, or even passed by, the nearby cameras started glitching.

The footage would flicker, freeze, and blur–and then go completely blank.

Why would that happen?

Was Amelia actually telling the truth?

Marcelo frowned deeply. His expression was dark and heavy, as if something invisible was twisting inside him.

The heavy look on Marcelo’s face carried a quiet weight–an unspoken worry that anyone could see the moment they looked at him. His eyes revealed a storm of emotions he couldn’t hide.

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Chapter 169 The Second Goal

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Gianna kept thinking about that expression. The more she replayed it in her mind, the more uneasy she felt, though she couldn’t pinpoint why.

The uncertainty was unsettling–she hated not being in control.

She needed to act fast. There was still her second goal for the night.

Gianna considered it the most important goal she liked to achieve for the

party.

After exchanging a few polite words with her circle of socialite friends, Gianna made her way toward the group of elegant ladies.

Her birthday party had gathered people from all ages, backgrounds, and social circles.

The younger guests mostly mingled with their peers, while the older ones preferred to stay among those closer to their age.

If she wanted to find Vincent’s mother, Diana, there was only one place to look–among the rich wives‘ circle.

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