The Lady Nun Vows Revenge novel Chapter 401

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“No Isabelle screamed.

Even the bravest souls would have been scared out of their wits if they stumbled upon such a sight in the dead of night.

Isabelle was no exception. She shrieked, stumbled backward, and fell to the ground with a loud thud. Her head smacked against the edge of the table, sending a sharp jolt of pain through her skull

The commotion immediately drew the attention of the guards stationed outside:

“Bang!” Several quards and maids burst into the room and asked, “What’s going on? When they found Isabelle sprawled on the floor, they looked around the room, but nothing seemed out of place.

“Well. There’s a ghost. On the roof” Isabelle stammered, her voice trembling as she pointed a shaky finger toward the ceiling. She was too terrified to look upward again.

But when the guards and maids tilted their heads to check the roof, they saw nothing unusual.

A few guards even stepped outside and climbed onto the roof to check, but they found nothing.

The maids and guards, tasked with keeping a close watch on Isabelle, immediately assumed she was trying to play a trick to escape their surveillance. Their expressions turned icy.

“Miss Henderson, you’d better cut it out, one of the guards said coldly. “If you try another stunt like this, we’ll follow Lord! Valencia’s orders and tie you up. Don’t think you can keep living comfortably here.

“No! I was not lying. I swear I saw it. There was something there.” Isabelle’s voice rose in desperation. But no matter how much she pleaded, the maids and guards refused to believe her. After another quick sweep of the room, they slammed the door shut with a loud bang and left without another word.

Isabelle was so furious that she wanted to smash something but she’d already wrecked everything breakable in the room. In the end, she settled on kicking the leg of a chair in frustration.

Then, Isabelle winced sharply as soon as she kicked, her face twisting in pain. “Ouch! My foot! It hurts so bad.”

The pain was so intense that it felt like she’d nearly broken her big toe.

“Someone! Anyonel Please get me a doctor. I need a doctor right now,” Isabelle shouted, enduring the pain.

But no matter how she yelled, the hallway outside remained dead silent.

Grinding her teeth in fury, Isabelle cursed under her breath. “Useless servants. One day, I’ll kill them all.”

With no servants to call and no doctor in sight, Isabelle had no choice but to clutch her aching foot and awkwardly hop back to her bed on one leg

She had just sat down when, still shaken, she glanced up again. That one look nearly scared her out of her wits.

It was because those eyes were back.

“No…” Isabelle widened her eyes in fear. She was about to scream, but the maid’s earlier warning suddenly came to her

mind.

She quickly reached out and covered her mouth to keep herself quiet.

This time, though, she forced herself to calm down and check what was on the roof.

It turned out it wasn’t a ghost after all.

It was a person lying flat on the roof. When the figure saw Isabelle had stopped screaming, he reached through a gap in the tiles and threw something down.

It looked like a note.

Isabelle cast a cautious glance at the figure above. After the note floated gently to the floor near her bed, she carefully picked it up.

The note read, “Miss Henderson, the Henderson family has paid two thousand dollars to hire us to escort you back to Noganlul. I’ll come at midnight tomorrow, and the falling tiles will be the signal.”

After reading the note, Isabelle’s eyes widened in shock. She immediately looked back up at the roof.

But just like before, the figure was gone, and the tiles were in their original state.

If not for the note still clutched in Isabelle’s hand, she might’ve convinced herself the whole thing had been a dream.

Isabelle lowered her gaze, her eyes falling on the words written on the note.

Her focus lingered on the first line, her mind wandering. For a long moment, she remained motionless, lost in thought.

But on the second night, clutching the note and the few belongings she had managed to pack, Isabelle sat on the edge of her bed, waiting anxiously.

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