Shortly, I broke free and ran after him, only to see him standing at the edge of a steep ravine and tossing the urn.
Without hesitation, I jumped after it.
Alexis's POV
“Halle!” I shouted in panic. “Someone get down there and save her!”
Quickly, four bodyguards scrambled after Halle.
Just then, Roy came running over, breathless.
“Mr. Stanley, Miss Brewer’s feeling unwell again. She’s in bed calling for you.”
I froze then glanced back toward the ravine, torn in between.
Then, my phone rang. It was Janice.
“Alexis, where are you?” she whimpered on the other end. “I’m scared… Am I going to die?”
“I’ll be right there,” I said gently. “Hang on, Janice. I’m coming.”
I turned to Roy and instructed, “Watch over Halle. Once they bring her back up, take her to the hospital. Tell her I’ll come find her once everything’s taken care of.”
But Janice occupied me, so I forgot about Halle.
That same night, the news broke that Villa Haven in Arlington had been completed.
I immediately booked a private jet and flew with Janice to our new home so she could rest and recover.
The villa was stunning—lavish beyond imagination. No one would’ve guessed it was built on what used to be a graveyard.
But ever since Janice moved in, she had been feeling uneasy. Night after night, she was haunted by nightmares. The servants whispered about shadowy figures walking the halls after dark.
Hearing that, I was furious.
I called Roy and, with a sharp voice, I scolded him. “I told you to keep an eye on Halle! Why is she in Villa Haven, scaring Janice with her tricks?”
There was a long silence on the other end before Roy finally replied, his voice shaking.
“Mr. Stanley… Madam Halle is already dead.”
