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“…I shouldn’t have been petty just because you shared my name, I mean, it wasn’t right to hint to… Hans to give you trouble. At first, I just wanted to see you be the butt of the joke, but I never thought Hans would tell me he liked you… He was always chasing after me like a puppy… and then suddenly he’s into you. I just couldn’t swallow that. That day I asked you to meet me on the rooftop, I didn’t plan to do anything to you. I just knew you were pregnant and wanted to scare you on purpose… I had no idea how you suddenly lost the baby… It wasn’t me who killed you…” 

Kathryn tried to dress up her actions at first, but the more she spoke, the eerie chill that had left her returned with a vengeance. But as she confessed her true intentions, that chilling feeling began to fade. 

Figuring no one else would hear her words, she took it as appeasing the vengeful spirit of Catherine and confidently spilled every dark thought and intention. 

Winnie stood beside her, expressionless, listening. 

Although Winnie had seen a part of the exchange between Kathryn and Catherine in a vision and felt their emotions through Ghost Baby and a fragment of Catherine’s soul, she couldn’t know the truth behind those emotions. 

Hearing Kathryn’s “confession,” Winnie wasn’t even surprised. Because picking on an innocent girl over a name was totally something Kathryn would do. 

As Kathryn finished spilling her back into her 

guts, Winnie lifted her hand, and the candle palm where she secured it in a small vial. 

Kathryn watched her movements, her eyes still tainted with resentment, “So does this mean Catherine’s spirit won’t haunt me anymore, right?” 

Winnie glanced at her, replying earnestly yet dismissively, “Yeah, I guarantee it.” 

After all, Catherine wasn’t dead. Even without today’s events, her ghost wouldn’t have come after Kathryn. 

“You also have to guarantee that I won’t be as unlucky as I am now!” 

Kathryn hadn’t given much thought to her car accident before, but first the accident left her with broken legs, then her bed broke inexplicably, causing a back injury, not to mention the neck cramps, choking on water, and food getting stuck in her throat. 

Even in her confusion, Kathryn knew she had attracted bad luck. 

Maybe it was Catherine’s spirit’s doing! 

Winnie, however, said, “I can’t guarantee that, because your streak of bad luck comes from a disaster in your destiny, which has nothing to do with Catherine.” 

After all, it was only that Ghost Baby’s resentment made Kathryn more prone to attracting 

disasters. 

Kathryn turned pale when her destiny was mentioned and she loudly demanded, “Even if it’s a problem with my fate, you have to fix it! Don’t forget you took my money!” 

Although it wasn’t Kathryn who had transferred the five million, that didn’t stop her from being 

righteous. 

The Henderson family, hearing the commotion, re–entered the room, and Kathryn immediately began to sob and complain that Winnie had taken the money but wouldn’t do the job. 

Suzan was the first to object. “You took five million dollars just to deal with a nasty ghost? That’s it?! You also have to solve Kathryn’s destiny issues. You said you would before. Are you going to take the bracelet and then renege on your promise?!” 

Barton also looked stern, as If Winnle would not be allowed to leave if she refused to handle the 

matter. 

Winnie just scoffed, “You have been plotting for eighteen years and haven’t succeeded, and now do you think you can solve everything with five million dollars and a bracelet? Dream on. Why should I help you?” 

“She’s your sister!” Quincy was grave in his voice, trying to appeal to sisterly affection. 

Winnie thought the Henderson family had a screw loose, especially Quincy. 

“For the last time, I have no ties to the Henderson family anymore. Don’t bring up the sisterly kinship. It’s disgusting.” Then she looked at Barton, continuing. “What I originally agreed to was to resolve her major crisis at eighteen. Kathryn bullied others and ruined a girl’s life that should have been fine. Today’s disaster is her own doing. Kathryn is alive. Staying in bed is already letting her off easy. I’ve taken care of her trouble with Catherine. If you want to resolve. her destiny issues, find someone else.” 

Winnie turned to leave but paused after a step, as if remembering something, she glanced at the Henderson family of four inside the room. 

“A word of caution. Kathryn’s destiny has begun to backlash after the failed switch, and those close to her will be affected.” 

Her gaze swept over their bandaged heads in the room, causing even all of them to be anxious. Before they could speak, Winnie added, “In light of the five million dollars you spent, I’ll give you a free piece of advice. Remember the Amulet I gave you once?” 

Ironically, when Winnie first started learning mysticism, she still harbored hope for the Henderson family. So after learning to make protective Amulets, except for Quincy, she had given one to Barton, Suzan, and even Kathryn. 

And as far as Winnie knew, Kathryn and Suzan had thrown theirs away. 

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“That was a protective Amulet I carved myself. It can ward off disasters and bad luck. If you don’t want to keep tripping and banging your heads every time you step outside, wear it.” 

Winnie would give them those gifts because she wanted to, but now that she couldn’t take them .back, she at least wanted some compensation. 

Winnie spoke with a lightness that belled the gravity of her words, sending a shockwave through Quincy. 

He finally got the reason why Winnie kept harping on about those Amulets! Who would have thought they actually had protective powers? 

Quincy looked down at his Injured arm and was filled with regret. 

If only he had taken her seriously that day Winnie first asked about it, he wouldn’t have been caught in this streak of bad luck. 

At this point, nobody in the Henderson family doubted Winnie’s claim that Kathryn’s misfortunes had a way of spilling over onto everyone else. 

Both Barton and Quincy resolved to scour the house for the misplaced Amulets once they were home. 

But there were Suzan and Kathryn, their faces a mix of frustration and chagrin. 

Suzan, in a fit of pique, stamped her foot. “That bitch must’ve known I tossed that worthless thing she gave me!” 

Kathryn clenched her teeth, but her cultivated persona only allowed her to whisper plaintively, “I…I don’t know where it is. Winnie’s gifts are so plentiful, I’m afraid I can’t find that Amulet. Daddy, what do I do?” 

Kathryn’s eyes were the epitome of distress. The last thing she wanted was to continue her accident–prone existence. 

Barton was a mask of seriousness, while Suzan, ever the consoler, chimed in, “Don’t worry. Barton and Quincy still have their Amulets. We can use theirs.” 

Her assumption seemed logical, yet she missed the fleeting shadow that crossed Barton and Quincy. 

If their amulets were given away… what about their safety? 

Never before had Quincy felt the sting of Suzan’s favoritism as acutely as in that moment.