Chapter 4801
Chapter 4801
“What?! Dreaming?”
Amora swayed in shock. Her face had completely lost color.
She was a top student. Normally speaking, people with this kind of condition were a little abnormal.
Before she could rise to power, she desperately needed Brayan’s support.
If Brayan lost control at this moment, forget rising to greater heights. The relatives who were interested in her position would rip her to shreds.
They’d make her suffer the consequences of Brayan’s disorder.
She would lose everything, and maybe turn into a prisoner in the end.
Upon reaching this realization, Amora trembled so much that she almost passed out.
The higher-ups in the video call looked at each other. Having heard news of Brayan’s odd disorder unintentionally, ideas filled their heads.
Bam!
Amora quickly hung up. She could only see darkness.
The higher-ups in the call came from different factions of the Foster family. This meant that Brayan’s disorder was out of the bag!
No doubt, a storm was coming to the Foster family.
“Hurry! Contact Mr. Davis right now!” she yelled.
Amora forced herself to calm down, but her entire body was cold. She stumbled limply into her father’s bedroom.
Inside, the usually high and mighty man was hiding in the corner. He suddenly flung a pillow into the air.
“Don’t come here! Don’t come any closer! I didn’t hurt you! I didn’t kill your entire family!”
The family doctor was lying on the ground; he wanted to check on Brayan, but was knocked unconscious when he got hit in the head by a vase.
The maids around were shivering in fear; they didn’t dare take a step forward.
“What’s going on with you, Father?!”
Amora quickly ran forward, and pushed Brayan by the shoulders.
She was an expert martial artist as well, and quickly dodged every single attack that came her way before suppressing Brayan.
“Ghosts! I saw ghosts!
“They wouldn’t let me go in my dreams!
“They wouldn’t let me go at night!
“They wouldn’t let me go even in the day!”
Brayan’s face was bloodless, and his entire body was drenched in sweat. He glared angrily at certain parts of the room, as if there were ghosts there.
“What happened to my father? Tell me!” Amora demanded, looking around her. “Get over here right now, Housekeeper!”
The housekeeper stumbled out and said, “Milady, Mr. Brayan couldn’t sleep for the past three days…
“He finally dozed off in the morning, but he was woken up by a nightmare five minutes later.
“He started screaming about ghosts after that.
“We couldn’t do anything about it!”
Amora’s face went pale once more. She held her father’s hand.
“Where’s Mr. Davis? Get him here now! Hurry!
“Give him as much gold as he wants!
“The amount doesn’t matter, as long as he can save my father!”
“Mr. Davis is here, milady,” the assistant replied.
Hearing that, Amora was filled with joy. “Quick!
Get him inside!”
