Chapter 4

A pair of hands suddenly pulled me out.

I spun around and found that my body didn't hurt at all, and there were no wounds.

At that moment, I was actually in Lucas's car.

He was driving at breakneck speed, staring straight ahead, tears streaming down his face.

I knew he was grieving for Dad.

"Lucas..."

I reached out to wipe his tears, but my hand passed straight through Lucas's face.

Staring at my transparent body, I finally realized.

I was already dead.

By the time I came to my senses, Lucas's car had already stopped at the Turner family villa.

He kicked the door open and shouted frantically.

"Vanessa Turner! Come out!"

"Where did you lock Connor? He's barely hanging on—let him out now!"

Thinking of my state during the phone call, Lucas's voice trembled uncontrollably.

He didn't dare think any further.

Mom casually came out of her room, her nightgown buttons fastened wrong.

"Lucas? Did Connor send you? Didn't I tell him he just needs to sleep and I'll send him to the test at dawn?"

"That place is just a bit quiet in the suburbs. He's as dramatic as his father."

Lucas closed his eyes, forcing himself to stay calm.

"The sauna room at 170-180 degrees isn't a joke."

"You already got Xavier killed in prison. If you have any humanity left, don't let both father and son die at your hands!"

After Lucas finished speaking, the entire villa fell into dead silence.

Mom stood frozen in place. After a long while, she laughed coldly.

"I knew Connor couldn't fool me alone, so he brought you in on it too?"

"It's just two or three years in prison. Does he need to be so dramatic? He'll still be my husband when he gets out anyway."

As she spoke, she glanced at the urn Lucas was holding and scoffed.

"Pretending to be dead with words didn't fool me, so now you're bringing out ashes?"

Lucas stared at my mom, almost laughing from anger.

Just as he was about to yell, Ethan Shaw suddenly came out of the room and screamed, cutting him off.

"Ah!"

"Vanessa!"

He held his head, hiding behind Mom, pointing a shaking finger at Dad's urn.

"That box is full of something dirty. I saw it. It's so scary. Did Xavier send someone to get revenge on me?"

He looked so frightened and pitiful that Mom's heart ached.

She immediately pointed to the bodyguard.

"Throw that filthy thing out!"

I panicked instantly, floating in the air and instinctively wrapping my transparent body tightly around Dad's ashes.

But it was useless...

Lucas looked incredulous, shouting his explanation.

"These really are Xavier's ashes!!"

He also held Dad's urn even tighter.

The approaching bodyguards were desperately kicked to the ground by him.

Ethan Shaw trembled all over behind Mom.

Feeling sorry for him, she completely lost her patience. She strode forward, her face dark.

"I really underestimated Xavier—getting you all to lie and make me feel sorry for him, and now you dare use this kind of filthy thing to scare Ethan!"

"I won't let him have his way!"

With that, she waved to the bodyguard and had them restrain Lucas.

She personally seized the urn.

I floated in the air, spinning around anxiously.

Again and again I reached out trying to grab the urn, but each time my hands passed uselessly through Mom's body.

She walked up to the faucet in just a few steps.

Splash!

In seconds, Dad's ashes were flushed down the drain.

I stared at the rushing water from the faucet, frozen in place.

Gone, all gone!

She didn't even leave Dad his ashes!

I had no heart anymore, so why did my chest still hurt so much?