In the mountains and forests outside, the spring rain is still drizzling.

On a vast and wilderness highland, ancient and huge wooden houses stand, as if they have endless years of precipitation, which seems to show the rise and glory of a prominent family.

And in the restaurant in the big house, the core members of the family are having a meal.

"Harriman, your face is very bad..."

Sitting at the head of the long dining table, Brewster Murphy looked at his eldest son calmly, then put down the knife in his hand and asked.

"Did you sleep badly last night? Or are you not used to this house?"

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Harriman opened his mouth first, then looked at his two younger brothers, a sister, and the old housekeeper standing next to his father, and then forced a smile.

"It's nothing, it's just that the thunder sound was so loud at dawn that I was shocked... I slept late, and I didn't sleep well after that..."

He wanted to tell the extraordinary phenomenon that occurred in his room at dawn, but reason prevented him from doing so, so he could only suppress this impulse and try to explain his pale face in a plain tone.

Although he saw his two younger brothers showing strange eyes tacitly and his lips raised, as if he was mocking him for being scared by the thunder, Harriman had no intention of suppressing and countering them at this time.

"Then you can go back to your room and have some rest later." The old man said calmly.

Go back to your room?

God knows how he survived until dawn before escaping from there!

Harriman just hesitated for a moment, thought about the feeling of fear and palpitations that he felt just two hours ago, and gritted his teeth and said to his father:

"Father, I suddenly remembered that there were some very urgent matters in the company that had not been dealt with before... Now I think... I want..."

Brewster glanced at him lightly, and said with no expression on his face: "Didn't I tell you that you must explain everything before you come back, and no accidents can happen?"

"I'm sorry, my father, it was my mistake."

Harriman lowered his head humbly, without explanation, but just admitted his mistake very sincerely.

Let everything go to hell! He just wants to leave this strange and ominous place far away and never want to come back again... Even his father seemed to have become some kind of terrible danger. Now in his heart, everything here is strange and dangerous.

Or, my father had long been trapped in the terrifying nightmare of this ancestral house and became a part of them.

This time I specifically asked myself to wait for others to come back, maybe I wanted to use myself and others as victims... or the shadow I saw before was him or the old housekeeper, both of them were the only old people in the big house!

The mess in his heart, the more he recalled what happened at dawn, the more Harriman could not curb his fear and random thoughts, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt terrible.

——Fear quickly made him unable to breathe, and the clear details were vivid in the scene of purpose... It was definitely not that I was dreaming!

This big house that dates back centuries, is definitely something!

Harriman was even afraid that his father would immediately tear off his disguise and reveal his hideous and terrifying face...

He had no choice but to think so. Since Brewster woke up, he had been a little strange and strange.

It seemed like he had changed his appearance. He didn't think it was before, but now Harriman found that there were suspicious places everywhere, and he couldn't help but wonder and felt sincerely afraid.

So, this man now only hopes that the other party will show great compassion and let him escape. After all, he is his nominal son, why should he harm himself like this? He must kill him all the time?

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"This is of course your mistake."

Brewster slowly cut off a piece of steak and put it into his mouth. After chewing and swallowing it, he spoke slowly.

"I have already said that you must handle all the affairs before you return to your ancestral home, so don't worry about them now..."

"But, Father! These things are very important and urgent!" Harriman stood up at a high level, and argued with eager expression, "I think it is necessary for me to leave immediately and go back to deal with them now!"

His two younger brothers and sisters immediately looked over in shock. They didn't understand what the brother was doing.

Although they were also awakened by thunder at dawn, they did not encounter any horror scenes. They basically took a few breaths or cursed, turned over and fell asleep again.

It is precisely because of this that these three people can't understand how scary Harriman, who had personally experienced the creepy and inexplicable supernatural phenomenon, was so scared that he had no mental preparation or experience.

It was really almost a sensible collapse, and it felt like the past worldview was directly shaken.

"Is it really urgent?" Brewster put down his knife and fork, frowned and looked at his eldest son.

"Yes, father, I hope you can understand." Harriman held a breath in his heart, nervous, but he still tried hard to maintain his expression and looked at his father seriously and sincerely.

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"I understand, since those things are so important that you can make such a decision..." After a while of silence, Brewster finally sighed, and waved tiredly, "Then go and do it according to your own ideas-"

"Thank you, Father! Then I'll go back now!"

Harriman was ecstatic and was so anxious that he quickly pulled away the chair behind him before Brewster finished speaking.

It seemed as if he was afraid that what had been agreed would reverse. He was about to leave the restaurant as quickly as possible, leave the cursed house, go to the helicopter apron to get on the helicopter plane, and run away immediately.

"Since you voluntarily give up this qualification, I will choose the heir of the family among your younger brothers and sisters..."

The old man was not interrupted by his eldest son, but just said the second half slowly.

Harriman, who had just turned around and walked quickly for a few steps, suddenly froze. The familiar voice behind him said something like a bolt from the blue, making his mind blank and he couldn't turn it around.

Wait, wait! I seemed to be too scared and wanted to escape from this ominous and terrifying ghost place, but I completely forgot the most critical thing!

If I leave like this, I will be removed from the ranks of heirs? My father really plans to choose an heir, but he is so straightforward?!

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After taking a deep breath, Harriman suddenly turned around and squeezed out a relaxed smile.

"Ha, look at my memory... I just suddenly remembered that I had already handled all those things. Maybe I didn't sleep well and was in poor spirits. I remembered this wrongly... I'd better stay, father, I'm still a little hungry."

While saying this, he smiled awkwardly, returned to his original seat and sat down, picked up the knife and fork again and looked carefully at his father.

The old man didn't say anything, but just said nothing, nodded, then continued to eat slowly. However, his two younger brothers almost shone with their eyes, not exaggerating, the feeling of the light really coming out.

But after they came back decisively, their disappointment suddenly became more expressed, and even a kind of hostility that gritted their teeth and emanated.

Harriman secretly hated him and also gritted his teeth. When he really grasped the family, these two guys would definitely not let them have a good time!

However, the neat woman with short hair did not have much emotional ups and downs from beginning to end. She knew her own affairs. Although she was called over, it was also an ironic fact that no one in power in the family had women.

She felt that she was just here to run away with her three brothers. No matter who she was on the rank, it would be good. Anyway, that person would definitely not be herself...

Because she didn't have any hope at the beginning, there would naturally be no emotional ups and downs. Instead, she watched coldly and felt that she could see more clearly. This matter was really ironic.

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Night comes again without realizing it, even if someone rejects its arrival.

The room was brightly lit, and Harriman turned on all the lights that could be turned on, and he grabbed a thick book as a weapon, leaned against the bedside table, and kept looking around.

Fear was spreading, but he was enduring the fear. Even though he stayed, he regretted his decision at that time... But he knew that if he did it again, he would still choose to grit his teeth and stay.

That huge property is something I can't give up no matter what I do!

The so-called birds die for money, and people die for food... Well, that seems to be said, anyway, that's the truth.

Harriman was actually very clear about this truth, but he could not fight the temptation of wealth. He was still thinking about escaping from the ancestral house in the morning, and no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the house was definitely problematic.

But now, he turned around and tried his best to comfort himself. All this was his own illusion, he had a nightmare because he was under too much pressure and could not be really...

The real thing is to inherit the family business. You must never regard it as real or even give up your huge wealth for a ridiculous nightmare. This is an absolutely undesirable stupid thing.

"There will definitely be no problem. The security facilities around are very well done. There are at least two armed teams outside responsible for the safety here. I must have misunderstood something..."

He tried hard to convince himself, but Harriman found himself tragically still in fear.

The rain outside had been falling all day long, and the dull thunder rolled over the clouds from time to time, which made him feel worried, for fear that the deafening terrifying thunder would suddenly come again.

He lowered his head, looked at the heavy books he was flipping in his hand, and forced himself to focus on it.

This is a family history, taken out in the library on the second floor. If there is really any clue, Harriman thinks he might find the answer from it.

Brewster explained that this was the process of choosing an heir, but he said nothing but that and didn't even give a standard, so Harriman felt that this might be a test.

What my father said before is a reminder—

Perhaps the family does have secrets beyond imagination, and may be the root of their success, but the father will not take the initiative to explain, but let them find and discover them themselves.
Chapter completed!