Before anyone could react, the sound of the piano changed into something else. It was the sound of the


    wind, and the gushing of a river.


    Whistling and sshing sounds intermingled with one another, sounding very bizarre.


    Not only that, a cold wind suddenly blew in from somewhere as well. The gusts howled, so strong that it


    could blow thets off people’s heads.


    Some women immediately screamed in fear.


    Aman shouted, “What is this? Are we encountering a ghost?”


    The crowd in the guest seats became agitated.


    On the stage, Tara was so frightened that she hid behind Odell, clutching his clothes in a death grip.


    That was because the sound of the wind and water sounded especially like the night she had pushed


    Sylvia into Cloudy Heart Lake!


    Was Sylvia’s ghosting for her? No, there was no such thing as ghosts in this world. Someone had to


    be ying a trick!


    However, who would dare to go against Odell here in Westchester City?


    Was it really a glost?’


    The more that Tara thought about it, the more uncertain she became and started to tremble in


    panic.


    Odell soon sensed her fear.


    Although he thought that she was behaving a little exaggeratedly, he did not think much of it and merely


    thought that she was timid and scared.


    He said to Cliff, who was standing next to the stage, “Get the hotel manager, and call a few security


    guards to catch the culprit!”.


    He wanted to see who had such a death wish that they dared to y such tricks under his nose!


    Cliff answered and ran out of the venue in the darkness.


    There were security guards outside the hall who had most likely already sensed something wrong.


    However, before Cliff could run out, the wind stopped, and the sound of the wind and water also


    disappeared,


    All the lights also lit up at that moment,


    Therge venue was illuminated. In the middle of the room, on therge carpet in front of the stage, a


    ligure in ck had


    appeared in front of everyone’s eyes.


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    The woman was wearing a hat with a ck veil, sunsses, a long ck dress, and a white flower


    pinned to her chest.


    She had a slender and straight figure, and emanated a cold aura from her. Judging by the way she was


    dressed, anyone who did not know any better would think that she was here for a funeral.


    The people who were sitting around her and saw her, shrieked. On the stage, Tara, who had only just


    rxed slightly now froze again. Odell also frowned. His cold gaze looked at her as he asked coldly,


    “Who are you?”


    Huh.


    Sylvia sneered and raised her hand to take off her hat and sunsses.


    Meanwhile, she looked at him and Tara. “Odell, Tara, isn’t it inappropriate for you to get engaged without


    inviting me, Mrs. Carter?”


    As she spoke, her cold and delicate face also appeared under the light. Therge venue was plunged


    into silence. Everyone drew in a cold breath. On the stage, the man’s tall figure stiffened, and his eyes


    dted for a moment. Tara, who was standing beside him, instantly turned pale and trembled. “S-Sylvia?”


    Sylvia smiled at her. “I’m sorry for disappointing you, Tara. I’m still alive.”


    Thud!


    Tara fell to the ground in a heap. The man beside her jumped off the stage and went straight toward


    Sylvia. She stood in ce and stared at him coldly. Odell stared back at her intently. He walked faster


    and faster, as if afraid that this was an illusion and she would suddenly disappear. However, just as he


    was about to reach her, several strong figures rushed over and blocked his way.