The moment Ethan Blake saw Chloe Mays’s fierce expression, he knew the corruption had sunk too deep. Her reason and emotions were no longer her own.
Marcus Collins frowned. Superstition should have been left in the dust long ago. And this Ethan dares to say Emma is possessed?
“You’re supposed to be treating her illness,” Marcus muttered. “Why drag in all this ghostly nonsense?”
Catching the look on his face, Ethan said calmly, “Mr. Collins, this isn’t the time for doubt. Once the rooster’s blood arrives, you’ll see the truth for yourself.”
Chloe suddenly grew hysterical, screaming, “Marcus, how can you believe his nonsense? If you won’t throw him out, I will!” She lunged at Ethan.
“What are you doing?!” Marcus grabbed her wrist.
With a shriek, Chloe sank her teeth into his hand.
“Ah
