Chapter 487
The last thing Felicia remembered before falling asleep was lying in bed. But when she opened her eyes, she found herself standing in the living room downstairs, with no recollection of how she got there.
Taking deep breaths, she forced herself to calm down.
Just then, Stanley returned with a group of his men after patrolling the villa’s perimeter. Seeing Felicia standing motionless like a scarecrow in the living room with a grim expression on her face, he couldn’t help but ask, “Ma’am, what’s wrong?”
Felicia asked, “You just came back from patrol? Did you see anyone nearby or someone carrying something like a bell?”
“No, not at all,” Stanley replied honestly, shaking his head.
It was the answer she expected to hear.
Just last night, she heard the same bell ringing back at the Russell residence in Seldvale. It startled her awake, but nothing happened.
If someone was controlling this, they couldn’t have stayed by her side all the time without her noticing.
The Russell family’s security was extremely tight, making it impossible for outsiders to sneak in. And even if someone had infiltrated, the incessant ringing of a
bell would’ve alerted others.
Considering this, Felicia gathered all the busy maids in the villa and asked, “Did any of you hear the sound of a bell earlier?”
The maids looked at each other in confusion before ultimately shaking their heads. No one had heard anything.
Felicia began to wonder if her anxiety and stress had pushed her to a mental breaking point. Honestly, if she told anyone about this, they’d think she was crazy.
“It’s fine. You can all go back to your work,” she said.
Felicia returned to her room. She found herself unable to fall asleep again after the ordeal. Lying on her bed, she stared blankly at the ceiling.
In her past life, she had already been sent to prison at this point in time. Those dark, hopeless four years filled her with heartbreak and despair.
In this life, some trajectories had changed while others continued as before. Within this new trajectory, new variables had emerged.
Felicia thought about Roberta, Carmen, and her former self from her previous life.
If her fate of death remained inevitable even in this second take in life, would she still end up dead four years from now?
She covered her face and laughed bitterly. If that were true, then the bell sound only she could hear was like a death knell.
To hell with that.
Felicia suddenly sat up in bed. She didn’t believe that after surviving so much hardship over the years, she’d suddenly develop a mental issue!
If someone was playing tricks on her, she’d find them, skin them alive, and rip them to shreds!
Her gaze turned sharp. She quickly changed into a fresh set of clothes, grabbed Stanley, and headed out. Their first stop was a musical instrument store to see if they could find a bell that matched the sound she kept hearing.
To her surprise, there were plenty of bells of various shapes and sizes, but none matched the sound she was searching for.
Although she hadn’t seen the bell’s design, she could at least recognize the sound. The bells available in the shop didn’t even come close.
“Let’s go to another shop,” Felicia said, turning around and striding out the door.
Stanley scratched his head and called after her, “Ma’am, this is already the 12th store. What kind of bell are you looking for? There are so many types here. Are none of them good enough?”
He thought Felicia might’ve suddenly taken an interest in musical instruments or wanted a decorative bell to hang at home.
Felicia ignored him and focused on navigating to the next shop.
However, the result was the same–nothing.
She was filled with disappointment. Perhaps she wasn’t using the right approach.
