Chapter 240 - Field Trip (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Franklin Torres replied with ‘You’re sick?’ while Quinn Torres replied with ‘You’re crazy?’.

Bryce Torres was furious and put his phone back into his pocket.

How could he be sick? How could he be crazy?

He was sending short messages and following the person walking in front of him. Without realizing it, he was heading towards the direction of the girls’ dormitory.

When he looked up, he was shocked. He quickly ran to the front to stop the crowd.

“Hey, where are you guys going?”

The police officer behind glanced at the shocked Bryce Torres and seemed to despise him.

“We’re heading in the direction of the girls’ dormitory. Aren’t you Miss Torres’s bodyguard? And you didn’t know anything about it? You’re completely incompetent.”

Bryce Torres was furious.

“I’m not her bodyguard at all.”

“If not a bodyguard, then who are you?”

Bryce Torres struggled to answer but he couldn’t figure out who he was.

“You don’t have to care who I am. Anyway, if you guys are going to the girls’ dormitory, you guys go yourselves. I will not go. Didn’t you guys know that place is haunted? You’re going to die there?”

Lauren Torres looked at Bryce Torres who faced them with his back and sighed.

Did her eldest brother really send this person over to take care of her?

Why did she feel that Bryce Torres was even more childish than her?

“Don’t bother about him. Let’s go quickly. Hurry up.”

Lauren Torres was waiting to go home and watch the animation. The show would start at two o’clock in the afternoon every day, and she did not want to miss it. Otherwise, she would not be able to talk to Joie Donahue about the animation the next day.

The police also wanted to solve this case as soon as possible. Thus they nodded and left with Lauren Torres.

Seeing that these people did not take his advice, Bryce Torres sighed. He looked around and realized he was the only one left.

Although he had previously said in the haunted house that he was not afraid of ghosts, that was because they were not real ghosts.

But now, he was really scared. So, after thinking for three seconds, he ran forward and followed them.

“Hey, Mr. Torres, didn’t you say you weren’t coming?”

Ben Carson looked at Bryce Torres who was gasping for breath as he ran to his side.

“I… I was instructed by my eldest brother to keep an eye on Lauren. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have come.”

He would never admit that he followed them because he was scared.

The bloody handprint appeared near the staircase on the third floor of the girls’ dormitory. The place had already been cordoned off by the police. The police and Ben Carson bent down and slipped through the cordon.

Lauren had wanted to do the same. But she realized that with her height, she did not even need to bend down to avoid touching the cordon.