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Chapter 115 Hannah The Study Slacker

When Old Mrs. Crawford talked to Ashley, she just admitted that she was not feeling well.

Old Mrs. Crawford didn't see anything unusual about her, so she kept an eye on her and let her go

back to rest.

At eight or nine o'clock at night, the sound of reading came from Lilly's room.

Drake put on a stern expression looking just like Anthony.

Josh was leaning on Lilly's dresser fiddling with his video recorder.

At the desk, Lilly was holding a textbook with both hands above her head.

Hannah was reading the poem in the textbook out loud.

Drake looked at her hopelessly.

What she read out loud was different from the textbook. She was simply saying some random words.

Drake said sternly, “Did you remember what I taught you just now?”

Hannah looked at her brother's serious face, which was even scarier than her father.

She pulled a long face and said, "Yes.”

Josh smirked, "All of them?"

Hannah panicked, “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

Drake narrowed his eyes, “Good, I’ll test you.”

He did not require her to get all of them correct. Just two would be enough.

Lilly looked at Drake and Hannah back and forth.

Drake is so fierce! Hannah looked at Lilly for help for answers.

Before she could say anything, Drake glared at her.

Lilly quickly shut her mouth and signaled Hannah to think for the answer herself.

Hannah racked her brain but she still answered wrongly with hints given by Drake.

Drake was so angry that he quit teaching Hannah. What the hell?

“Ask Uncle Liam to teach you!”

Hannah cried pitifully, "No please, my dad is very angry with me. He could have a heart attack if I go to

him again.”

Drake sneered, "You knew that too?"

I will not teach her anymore!

Lilly covered her mouth and snickered while Hannah looked at her for help.

Lilly pleaded for Hannah, "Drake, Hannah knew her mistakes. Teach her again and she’ll answer it

correctly.”

Fine… five more minutes!

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“Learn it by yourself!”

After five minutes, Drake threw the book and left.

Hannah answered wrongly again.

Lilly and Hannah looked at each other.

“Did I memorize it wrongly again?”

“It’s wrong. Drake just explained it.”

Hannah couldn’t remember anything Drake taught her.

Lilly looked at Hannah sympathetically, "Hannah, are you the study slacker?”

Lilly followed Josh to school once, she got to know what’s the difference between a top-grade student

and a study slacker.

“I didn’t want to,” Hannah said.

Learning is too difficult. Why is there such a thing as study? Why is there such a thing as an exam?

Lilly patted and comforted her, "Wash up and go to sleep!"

She kicked away her slippers and flung herself on Lilly's bed, "I want to sleep in your room."

The two little girls looked at Josh.

Josh said softly, "I will stay a little longer."

Why is he a boy? He also wants to sleep in this room.

Josh did not want to go back to his room. What to do in case that female spirit appeared again?

Lilly suddenly ran to her dresser and pulled out a yellow talisman from the small drawer.

"Josh, take this. Don’t be afraid!” Lilly looked at him like she knew what he was thinking. Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Josh blushed and said, "Who said that I'm afraid? If I'm afraid I would not have invented the device to

see spirits…”

Hannah exclaimed, "What? Josh is afraid of spirits? Hahaha, you are a coward!"

Josh was angry because of the teasing and he left.

Hannah innocently touched her nose. What she said is not wrong!

As the night gets deeper, only a few night lights were on at the Crawford mansion.

Josh set up his iron bowl in the room and placed a ritual blade under his pillow.

Then he hung the talisman given by Lilly on his chest.

He felt chills as he saw the curtains sway when the wind blew. He had a feeling that there were people

under his bed, in the bathroom, and behind the door. There were people everywhere.

Josh tensed up and gradually fell asleep.

“Whoosh.” The wind blew.

There was a subtle click from the door as if someone was unlocking it with a key.

Josh frowned in his sleep. It looked like he had a nightmare.

The door was pushed open without a creaking sound.

A person tiptoed towards Josh and stared at his sleeping figure.

Suddenly a hand reached out, getting closer and closer to him…

Josh’s eyelashes twitched. He felt something in his dreams and got more restless. He opened his eyes

abruptly as he was frightened by his nightmare.

As he got used to the darkness of the room, he recalled his dream and subconsciously turned to look at

the door.

His pupils shrank. His room door… When did it open?