We were sitting in the back seat, and it wasn't crowded, but I just couldn't stand Wesley. "Why are you coming along? I already said this isn't about Professor Scott."
Wesley looked very calm, glancing at me slowly. "Mr. Martinez agreed. What do you have to say about it?"
I was left speechless by his words.
The car pulled up to the client's house, a stunning villa. A woman in her forties, dressed in an exquisite gown, stepped out to greet us. Her hair was elegantly styled with accessories, and she wore light makeup, exuding an air of sophistication and intellect.
But seeing the dark circles under her eyes, it seemed she had been troubled recently and had no choice but to seek Aiden's help.
"Do you think this woman looks familiar?" While I was staring at the woman, Amelia gently tugged my sleeve and whispered.
I did think she looked familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen her.
Just as I was racking my brain, Amelia suddenly remembered and said in a low voice, "Isn't she Professor Scott's wife, Amara? She came to deliver lunch to Professor Scott during a public lecture before."
With her reminder, I finally remembered why she looked so familiar. During a public lecture, Amara came to deliver lunch to Brian. At that time, our entire class was making a fuss and even discussed privately how beautiful and understanding Amara was, doubting the rumors about Brian. Now it seemed those things might not be false.
"Could it be that someone came looking for Professor Scott?" I pointed in the direction of the school.
We had just released the ghost Pearl last night, and now something happened to Brian. I suspected it might be Pearl causing trouble.
Amara walked up quickly, with a gentle smile on her face. Despite looking exhausted, she still maintained her elegance. She nodded slightly to Aiden and said politely, "Thank you, Mr. Martinez, for coming. Please come inside."
"You're welcome." Aiden said and then pointed behind him, saying, "These are my two students and granddaughter. I hope Mrs. Scott doesn't mind?"
Amara's gaze fell on us, and she clearly recognized us as Brian's students. Her expression turned a bit unpleasant for a moment but quickly masked it with a smile. "Since Mr. Martinez brought them, I naturally don't mind."
Because we were the ones who released Pearl, we felt somewhat guilty facing Amara.
"However... they should be students of Celestial University, right?" Amara simply said.
Aiden immediately understood her meaning. "Mrs. Scott, you can rest assured. My students won't spread anything around. It's a professional ethic in our field."
The three of us nodded quickly. "Mrs. Scott, don't worry, we won't talk about this at school."
With our assurance, Amara finally breathed a sigh of relief. "That's for the best. Brian is in a critical stage of his career, and I don't want to cause trouble."
It seemed the rumors about Brian being promoted to vice principal were true.
Aiden looked at the villa in front of him and said gently, "You weren't very clear on the phone before, so I still don't know what exactly happened. Could you explain in detail?"
"We are haunted by a ghost. My husband is now missing, and I had no choice but to ask for your help to exorcise the ghost." Amara said.
I was a bit surprised, thinking, 'It seems Pearl was succeeded. Didn't Howard say Pearl couldn't do anything to him because Brian had a powerful backer? It looks like things have gotten out of Howard's control.'
Perhaps because I was thinking about Howard, he appeared.
Few people around could see him, so I wasn't worried about him being noticed. I asked anxiously in a low voice, "Didn't you say Pearl wouldn't harm Professor Scott? Why does it sound like Professor Scott is in trouble according to Mrs. Scott?"
Howard looked at the villa with a deep gaze, his cold voice carrying a hint of caution. "There is more than one vengeful spirit in this house."
I was shocked, wondering, 'Did he mean Brian has harmed more than one person, and now they are all seeking revenge? It's not impossible. After all, there were various rumors about Brian's affairs on campus, which I dismissed as fake. But after learning about Pearl, I believe Brian is a hypocritical scoundrel.'
With this thought, I couldn't help but move closer to Howard. "More than one? How many are there?"
"This house feels haunted." The one who spoke wasn't Howard, but Aiden. He looked at the villa and then at the anxious Amara beside him. "Did you just buy this villa?"
Amara hesitated for a moment and nodded. "We moved in two days ago. Mr. Martinez, do you mean my husband is in trouble because of the house?"
"Given a professor's salary, you shouldn't be able to afford such a large villa." A cold voice, devoid of any emotion, sounded
Amara looked at Wesley, who had spoken, with an unpleasant expression. Being exposed for corruption by a child, she felt somewhat embarrassed.
Seeing Amara's hesitation, Aiden said calmly, "Mrs. Scott, it's best to be clear about everything. It will be more beneficial for your husband. We are only here to catch the ghost; we won't interfere in your affairs afterward."
After a moment of hesitation, Amara bit her lip and said, "Some parents did come to give my husband gifts, and that's where the money came from."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but look at Wesley standing beside me; his family was quite wealthy, so he probably got in our school through connections.
"Why are you looking at me?" Wesley suddenly asked, noticing my gaze.
I didn't hide my malice. "Did you get into our school the same way?"
Wesley arrogantly sneered, "Only someone with your intelligence would find it difficult."
Momentarily speechless by his arrogance, I couldn't help but retort, "If you're so smart, why are you in the same school as me?"