From what was initially clear weather, thunder suddenly rumbled as it started pouring.
The pounding rain on the window veiled the entire world in a haze.
Camilla initially believed that her first night back at the Luther residence would be filled with nights of insomnia.
Unexpectedly, she fell asleep quickly, accompanied by the sound of rain outside the window.
After a while, Camilla suddenly felt an incredible uproar around her.
Screams and pleas for mercy alternated in waves. She opened her eyes in a daze.
In the dim light, Camilla saw that Sinclair wore a shadowy expression, his eyes blood-red, torturing someone with a knife.
"Speak, who exactly sent you all to kill my wife?"
"Speak, otherwise, I will cut off all your flesh and feed it to the dogs!!"
Countless scenarios, like scenes from a movie, played out before Camilla's eyes.
She suddenly came to her senses.
She has returned to the state after death, becoming a soul.
She once again, from the perspective of a bystander, watches as Sinclair kills each and every murderer who participated in her murder.
She watches as he slices his own arm, one stroke at a time, watches him become obsessively mad, watches him...die out of love.
"Cami, Cami, I'm sorry.
"Cami, Cami, wait for me.
"Cami, Cami, I'm coming."
Camilla relives the heartbreaking scene in its entirety.
She's unable to utter any sound of warning or bring about any change.
She can only allow the ultimate despair to enshroud her as she watches, wide-eyed as flames engulf the entire villa.
"No, Sinclair!!" Accompanied by a thunderous blast, Camilla sits up abruptly from the bed, her beautiful eyes filled with despair and heartbreak.
"Sinclair--" After sitting on the bed and panting for a while, she immediately ran barefoot towards the door.
At this moment, Camilla had only one thought. She needed to see Sinclair!!
Only by seeing him, could she confirm that her current rebirth was not just a dream during the dissipation of her soul.
Camilla opened the door and swiftly headed towards a room not far on the same floor.
At the end of the corridor was Sinclair's room. As long as he was in the old house, he would definitely be sleeping there.
Camilla did not notice that it was already late into the night, but the entire Luther Family's old house was brilliantly lit.
Just as she reached the bend in the corridor, she suddenly heard two whispers.
"The young master's illness has been occurring more frequently.
He woke up the old master in the middle of the night again."
"I heard that when the young master is ill, he's like a bloodthirsty beast, extremely scary."
"Actually, our young master is quite pitiful too.
I heard his illness is related to something from his childhood."
"Who knows, let's keep it down. Uncle Carlos specifically instructed us not to wake up the young mistress."
"It's already this late, how can we possibly wake her with our whispers..."
Before the maid could finish her words, she looked up to see the charmingly beautiful face of Camilla.
"Madam!!" With this exclamation, the other maids were also taken aback, their faces turning pale instantly.
Camilla disregarded the others and went straight to the point.
"You guys just said, Sinclair is ill?"
The maids glanced at each other, all with frightened faces, and none dared to speak.
"If you don't answer..." Camilla advanced two steps forward, her expression grave.
"I assure you, you and your families won't be able to stay in the capital."
The aura around her was cold and dominant. The maids couldn't hold back any longer.
Their faces white, they disclosed the incident of Sinclair falling ill in the middle of the night.
Aunt Naomi, who was drawn by the commotion, didn't have a chance to stop them in time.
Seeing Camilla's face turning pale, Aunt Naomi's heart sank.
Oh no, the young mistress was still frightened.
Camilla didn't give Aunt Naomi any time to react, she turned and ran to her room quickly. "Young Mistress!"
Aunt Naomi fiercely glared at the chatty maidservants, then quickly headed towards Camilla's room.
Before she even entered the room, she saw Camilla, who was casually wearing a loose white shirt dress, carrying a black medical box and walking out quickly. Seeing this, Aunt Naomi's face was filled with anxiety.
Was the young lady thinking about leaving Luther's house? If that was the case, how could she report to the old master?!
" Madam, you--" "Aunt Naomi, arranged a car for me immediately," Camilla said, while quickly headed downstairs.
"I need to see Sinclair."
Aunt Naomi was taken aback and didn't react.
Seeing this, Camilla quickly increased her tone,
"If you don't arrange a car for me, I will walk down the mountain and take a taxi by myself."
As she spoke, she headed for the door, clearly deciding on her plan.
Here, it was halfway up the mountain.
It would take at least three hours to walk down.
Seeing no other option, Aunt Naomi had to agree.
"Missus, please wait," She said anxiously.
"I'll arrange a car for you right now."
Camilla pursed her lips, stopping in her tracks, her brows and eyes filled with anxiety and worry.
Soon, a black G wagon pulled out of the Luther Family's old house.
Aunt Naomi, who was seated in the passenger seat, hesitated for a moment while observing Camilla through the rear-view mirror, and then decided to speak up.
She briefly described Sinclair's condition to Camilla, advising her to brace herself and not be too scared.
"Mm," Camilla responded absentmindedly, her beautiful eyes deep and thoughtful as she watched the rapidly receding scenery outside the window.
"Don't worry, I'm not scared," Camilla had seen Sinclair's condition many times in her previous life.
Back then, she'd been filled with fear and disgust. Now, though, she only felt heartache.
Soon, the car stopped in front of a stand-alone villa.
This was Sinclair's personal residence. This was also the place where she met her fiery demise in her previous life.
The scene in front of her overlapped with the nightmare from before, causing Camilla's hands that were holding the medicine box to tighten.
Suddenly, over a dozen jeeps came rushing in.
Ramsey walked down with a serious look on his face, and was slightly startled when he saw Camilla and Aunt Naomi.
"Madam, Aunt Naomi, why are you two here?"
Wasn't the old man's instruction not to inform the Madame about President Luther's illness?
As he was speaking, dozens of men disembarked from the vehicles behind him. They were all dressed in unified black tracksuits.
Their expressions were solemn, their gaze sharp, silently standing there waiting for Ramsey's orders.
"Uh..." Aunt Naomi was about to say something, but she was cut off by Camilla's soft voice.
"Grandfather sent me here."
The old man changed his mind? Although Ramsey was surprised, the current situation was urgent, leaving him no time to ponder more.
"Since that's the case, then Madam, please come with me."
"Okay," Camilla nodded his head, picking up his pace to follow.
Aunt Naomi wanted to follow as well, but thinking of Grandpa's rules, she stopped in her tracks, standing anxiously in her spot.
"Ah--" As soon as they entered the basement, Camilla heard a massive muffled sound and a scream of pain.
Ramsey paused slightly, subconsciously glancing at Camilla.
Seeing that Camilla looked calm and undisturbed, without showing any signs of fear, made him release a breath of relief deep inside.
Turning a corner at the end of the corridor, they saw Grandpa Luther standing in front of a door, his face full of worry.
That massive muffled sound and the horrifying scream came from the room in front of them.
The closer they got, the more terrified they felt.
Next to Grandpa Luther, there was a middle-aged man dressed in a white coat.
At this moment, he was clutching his arm in fear and pain.
"Grandpa... President Luther's condition is getting worse and worse... the calming agent I prescribed doesn't seem to be very effective..."
Saying this, he nervously swallowed some saliva.
"We need Grandpa to think of a solution, to... to confine President Luther in the secluded room."
Grandpa Luther had a sharp and ruthless look in his eye, ready to scold this person, but a soft voice sounded from behind them.