CHAPTER 104: CHAPTER 104: THE SHAW FAMILY’S RETRIBUTION HAS COME

The next second, the door was blown open by a gust of wind.

A wave of cold air flowed in from outside.

Rachel Shaw wiped the smile off her face, frowned slightly, and suspiciously peered toward the open door.

At that moment, with a "thud," the lights went out.

Rachel Shaw shuddered, lifted her head to glance at the lights; it was already dark outside, and the curtains in the ward were drawn, leaving only a few strands of light coming in through the doorway.

Just as Rachel Shaw lowered her head, a shadow suddenly appeared before her, causing her heart to shrink violently. She screamed out loud and was immediately pulled to the floor by someone.

The door was closed, and the sole source of light in the room vanished.

"Who are you?"

Ignoring her pain, Rachel Shaw raised her head in panic and exclaimed, seeing a person standing before her, unable to make out their facial features, only feeling an overwhelming and terrifying aura emanating from them.

After past encounters, Rachel Shaw already had a psychological shadow. At this moment, she desperately backed away, "Who, who are you? What do you want? This is a hospital... ha... cough..."

Before she could finish, her neck was suddenly gripped by someone, and she flailed helplessly, pinned firmly to the ground, without an inch of space to resist.

She opened her mouth wide, desperately gasping for fresh air, but it was all in vain. Her assailant’s fury seemed to engulf her completely, and their grip was so strong it felt as if they intended to send her straight to Hell.

"Ha... ha..."

In her struggle, she grasped her phone that had fallen to the ground. The screen lit up, and in the faint light, when Rachel Shaw saw the face of the person before her, her pupils constricted violently.

Ivy Summers!

How is this possible?

Wasn’t she already dead?

How could...

Rachel Shaw stared wide-eyed in terror, her mouth agape, emitting a hoarse cry. She used all her strength to break free from Ivy Summers, scrambling and crawling on the ground, shouting, "Ghost! Ghost! Ghost! Help! Help..."

Ivy Summers looked down at the flailing Rachel Shaw beneath her, her bright eyes filled with hatred, "Rachel Shaw, you arranged for the driver to hit me, you schemed against Sophie, why must you go against me?"

Rachel Shaw, panicked and in tears, shook her head furiously, "I didn’t, I didn’t harm you, don’t come after me, don’t come after me, I didn’t harm you..."

"Didn’t harm me? Then who did?" Ivy Summers squatted down, grabbed Rachel Shaw’s wrist, "Wasn’t it you who hired the driver? Wasn’t it you who talked about the child? My child lay in the morgue for a whole day and night; Rachel Shaw, do you dare say it had nothing to do with you?"

At that moment, Ivy Summers’ approaching face appeared fierce and terrifying in Rachel Shaw’s eyes, like an evil spirit hunting her down.

Rachel Shaw screamed in fear, disregarding her cast-wrapped leg, and struggled desperately to escape.

"Help! Help! Help..."

Ivy Summers stepped on her leg, "Now, I want you to return my life to me, Rachel Shaw. You killed me, so come down and accompany me..."

"No! No! No! I don’t dare anymore, I really don’t dare anymore, spare me, spare me, ah..."

Rachel Shaw struggled to make her way out. Because she struggled too hard, her forehead heavily hit the corner of a table, causing a stream of blood to flow out. But she ignored the pain and crawled desperately toward the doorway.

Finally making her way out, Rachel Shaw crawled on the ground, shouting, "Help! Help! There’s a ghost! There’s a ghost, save me, Ivy Summers, Ivy Summers has come back to claim my life, save me..."

She grabbed hold of a nurse’s leg, shouting.

The nurse was startled by her situation, put down her things, and wanted to help her up, but Rachel Shaw was in such a state of hysteria that she couldn’t stand up at all.

At this moment, The Shaws arrived, and Penelope Page hurriedly helped Rachel Shaw, "Rachel, Rachel, what’s wrong with you?"

"Mom, there’s a ghost, a ghost, in the ward. It’s Ivy Summers, Ivy Summers came back to claim my life, Mom! Save me!" Rachel Shaw tried to bury herself further into Penelope Page’s embrace.

Her commotion drew everyone around to gather here.

Rachel Shaw kept shouting about a ghost.

Phillip Shaw listened to the surrounding whispers, then looked at his daughter acting insane, and marched into the ward, flicking on the light; there was nothing inside.

Phillip Shaw stomped out angrily and yanked Rachel Shaw up, "Stand up, where’s the ghost, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Rachel Shaw babbled incoherently in her panic, "It’s true, Dad, Ivy Summers, she’s here to claim my life, she was standing right there, she said she was going to drag me down to accompany her, really, Dad..."

"Shut up!" Phillip Shaw furrowed his brow tightly, wishing he could cover Rachel Shaw’s troublesome mouth immediately.

Rachel Shaw hadn’t registered what was happening and was about to speak when she turned her head to meet a pair of sinister eyes.

She was startled, her eyes widening as she looked at the tall, imposing man in front of her.

"Dam... Damien?"

Phillip Shaw and Penelope Page had beseeched Damien Lancaster to come to check on Rachel Shaw, and it was this scene that greeted him.

The words Rachel Shaw was about to say got caught in her throat, her face full of panic.

"Rachel Shaw, what did you do to be this scared?"

Rachel Shaw’s eyes widened, "I..."

"Damien, ever since Rachel was kidnapped last time, her mental state has been a bit unstable. She’s obviously had another nightmare, that’s why she’s talking nonsense." Phillip Shaw immediately explained.

But such words couldn’t dispel Damien Lancaster’s doubts.

"Is that so?" Damien Lancaster’s voice was dark, "Being haunted? If it wasn’t for a guilty conscience from doing something bad, why fear someone coming after her?"

Only now did Rachel Shaw slightly recover, stuttering, "Damien, I... I had a nightmare just now, I..."

Rachel Shaw opened her mouth to explain, but Damien Lancaster’s icy gaze stopped her, and her ears were filled with the deafening sound of her own heartbeat.

"Rachel..."

"Ah!"

Penelope Page touched Rachel Shaw from behind, causing her to scream in fright again.

Eventually, she simply closed her eyes and collapsed weakly.

"Ha. Killing someone doesn’t need to be this frightening." Zachary Lancaster strolled over leisurely from the back, standing beside Damien Lancaster, raising an eyebrow, "Brother, this Rachel Shaw is very suspicious, isn’t she?"

Damien Lancaster lowered his eyes, looking down at the unconscious woman on the ground, a hidden fire flickering in his eyes.

Phillip Shaw wanted to say something more, but one glance from Damien Lancaster and he didn’t know what to say.

Then Phillip Shaw heard Damien Lancaster say, "Director Shaw, from today onward, all collaborations between the Lancaster Group and the Shaw Group are terminated."

"What?" Phillip Shaw’s eyes widened as he quickly stepped forward, "Damien, what kind of joke is this? Our families have cooperated for so many years; how can you cancel it just like that?"

"I warned Rachel Shaw not to be clever and play tricks. It seems she didn’t take my words to heart at all. If you can’t discipline your daughter, then your entire family will bear the consequences with her."

"What did Rachel do again? She didn’t do anything."

"Didn’t do anything, then why is she so scared?" Zachary Lancaster chuckled lightly, adding fuel to the fire from the side, "Brother, this makes it seem like the Shaw family is covering for her."

"No... I... this..." Phillip Shaw opened his mouth for a long time, unable to form a complete sentence.

Damien Lancaster’s aristocratic face tightened, "This matter is settled."

"Damien Lancaster, do you know the consequences of doing this? Canceling the collaboration, you’ll have losses too?"