Garrett was not about to wait around to get hit. He grabbed the broom and pushed it away forcefully, shouting, "Get lost! I'm the man of this house. This is none of your business. If you don't want to be fired, stay out of my way!"
Unfortunately, the deaf-mute servant couldn't hear him. Even after being pushed away, she came back with the broom, determined to drive Garrett out.
Garrett didn't want to waste time with her. He quickly subdued her and dragged her to the living room, where he saw a piece of white cloth on the sofa. The cloth was clearly the same style as the one Mia had.
Without hesitation, Garrett tied the servant's hands and feet with the cloth. She struggled and made noises, trying to break free, but the physical difference between a man and a woman was hard to overcome. Eventually, she was securely bound and gagged with a piece of cloth in her mouth, rendering her unable to make any sound.
Garrett didn't waste any more time and headed to the garden. The commotion he had caused earlier was significant, and he needed to act quickly to avoid attracting attention and retrieve the money Mia had hidden.
In the garden, Mia had recovered from the intense pain she felt earlier. She looked at the approaching "woman" with a face twisted in hatred and cursed, "Olivia, if you have the guts, kill me now! Otherwise, I'll kill you sooner or later!"
"Don't think you're powerful just because you're a ghost. When I become a ghost, I'll be even more powerful than you!"
"Olivia, you wretched woman! You think you're superior because you have some money? But you were killed by me. I even ruined your daughter's purity and made her despised by her own father. Ha! You tried to take my man, so I turned your daughter into a whore!"
Garrett was at a loss for words upon hearing this. He had thought Mia recognized him, but she mistook him for Olivia. He hadn't realized Mia's hatred for Olivia ran so deep.
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Garrett picked up the white cloth he had thrown earlier and stuffed it back into Mia's mouth. He then dragged her into the living room and up to the bedroom on the second floor. After searching through the room, he only found some jewelry but not the bankbook or property deeds he was looking for.
Frustrated, Garrett yanked the cloth from Mia's mouth and pulled her hair back harshly. "Tell me where your bankbook and property deeds are! And all your asset contracts!"
"Olivia, you wretch! Don't think about taking my property. Garrett gave it all to me willingly!" Mia looked both proud and terrified at "Olivia."
Garrett was infuriated by her nonsensical response. "Tell me where you keep your things, or I'll kill you!"
"Go ahead, kill me! I've been wanting to deal with you for a long time. When I become a ghost, I'll repay you tenfold for all you've done to me!"
Mia provocatively stretched her neck out, seemingly inviting death. Garrett was enraged.
"You really think I won't kill you?" He said, gripping Mia's neck tightly but only intending to scare her.
However, he didn't understand a madwoman's mind. Even as she struggled to breathe and her face turned blue, Mia didn't beg for mercy; she wanted to die.
Garrett was startled and quickly let go. Mia fell to the ground, coughing violently.
She then looked at "Olivia" with a sneer and said, "So you don't dare to kill me after all. Ha! Even as a ghost, you're still a coward."
Garrett was infuriated by her madness. He grabbed Mia by her collar and pulled her close, growling, "Look carefully at who I am!"
His loud voice seemed to jolt Mia into confusion. She stared blankly at him and repeated, "Who are you?"
"I'm Garrett, your husband! Now tell me where you keep your money!"
Garrett demanded angrily.
Mia's eyes filled with adoration. "Yes, Garrett is my husband. We are very much in love."
"Damn it! Where is the money?!" Garrett felt like he was losing his mind.
His patience exhausted, he shook Mia violently.
Unexpectedly, her collar tore under his grip, and with his forceful shaking, Mia fell backward.
With a dull thud, the back of Mia's head struck the edge of the marble coffee table.