Chapter 580

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Peter had no idea the girl of his dreams was so eager to prove herself. He was racking his brains for a way to impress her when he asked Anderson, "What do we do next?"

"Explore the rooms one by one, of course."

The haunted-house expedition had been a spur-of-the-moment idea. Anderson didn't have a plan.

Michelle said dryly, "This villa has twelve master bedrooms, forty-nine guest rooms, eighteen bathrooms, and an indoor pool, a sauna, a gym, a billiards room, a home theater, and more. Are you sure you want to search every room?"

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Anderson hesitated. "Well... we can discuss that."

"Let's skip the bathrooms," Peter said. "They can't be that big..."

Michelle shot him a look. "The bathrooms here might be bigger than your living room."

After a moment, she added seriously, "Sorry, I should be more confident. Forget 'might.'"

Anderson and Peter both lowered their heads. Poverty had limited their imaginations.

"The newspaper said Mr. Korvos died in his bedroom," Michelle said. "Let's look for the bedrooms and check them one by one. No matter how many we find, we leave the moment it hits midnight."

Anderson nodded. "Sure. That's pretty much what I was thinking. Ha, haha. Great minds think alike."

"There are four of us. We could split into two groups," Peter suggested.

He was a boy desperate to make an impression.

Michelle gave Peter a sidelong glance. People in horror movies always got picked off one by one because some idiot suggested splitting up—and everyone agreed.

She hadn't expected Peter to be that idiot.

They had grown up next door to each other. Michelle knew exactly what Peter was thinking. Come on, he just wanted to pair up with Pepper.

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