Chapter 850

Would it work to hang up and send Clara a voice message? No. It was too late. Yohan lowered his voice, not because he was afraid of being overheard, but because he felt guilty. "I'm heading to the factory for an inspection. It's in a pretty remote area, and I'm on my way there now." "Are you going alone?" Yohan chuckled, "Darling, I miss you so much." He was changing the subject, trying to avoid her questioning. "You don't look happy. What's wrong?" Through the video call, Yohan could see that Clara wasn't in a good mood. "Sheila's grandson died. He was about to get married soon. Two nights ago, on his way back from his fiancée's house, he ran into something… unnatural. A group of ghost women took him away." Yohan didn't know what to say for a moment. "I'm used to life and death, but sometimes, it still gets to me…" "Don't dwell on it too much. Haven't you always said that everyone has their fate? Maybe this was his fate. You also told me that some disasters are unavoidable