Stefan frowned, and he followed the woman silently. The Hunt villa basement was two floors below the ground floor, led by long, winding spiral stairs. Having mainly served as a refuge during the catastrophe of the Great War, the airflow could have been better, and the place was dark. Usually, no one would come down here.

When he reached the basement door, he noticed it was slightly open. A dark, red light emanated inside, giving off an eerie feeling.

�I�it�s inside�!� the young maid stuttered as she stood outside, not daring to go in.

Renee also noticed the weird scene, but she had already lived in this villa for four years, and there was nothing here that she was afraid of. She pushed the door and went in without hesitation. �Ahh!�

The scene before her was so bizarre that she couldn�t help but scream in fear as she stumbled backward, almost tripping and falling on her butt.

�The hell are you yelling for?!�

Stefan had reached out to hold Renee�s stick�like waist in a tight grip, and his broad chest against her back gave her a sense of security.

Renee jerked her head up, and her frightened eyes turned to meet the man�s indifference.

�When did he come up behind me? He was as silent as a ghost!�

She tried to calm herself before pointing to the strange items littered around the basement and asking, �Who made these things? Don�t you think they�re scary?!�

Stefan looked around the basement with cold eyes before nodding. �Yes. They are quite scary indeed.�

The large basement glowed eerily with the dark red lights surrounding it, and several bizarre�looking rag dolls were lying on the ground. The dolls were all dressed like Renee! Some had missing hands, some had broken legs, and some even had silver needles sticking out of them!

At the center of the room was a skull wrapped in a piece of cloth as red as blood. The cloth was filled with curses written in dark red, which was creepy. And this piece of cloth was exactly what Renee had been looking for the entire day! Her precious quilt!

�Have I been� cursed?�

Renee could feel goosebumps all over her body as she took in the scene. Even though she didn�t believe in this supernatural stuff, it was still uncomfortable to see little dolls looking like her being stabbed, and curses were written all over them.

�Briar has gone too far! What a vicious serpent!� Renee exclaimed as she held back the urge to throw up. She clenched her fist, so angry that her petite frame trembled.

No wonder she would rather let the police arrest her than to tell where her suitcase had been hidden! She knew if this place was discovered, her true nature as a crazy and cruel person would be exposed!

Stefan frowned deeply and asked the maid. �Was Miss Desrosiers responsible for all of this?� The maid warily lowered her head and replied. �Um� We�re not sure. Miss Desrosiers only forbade us from coming down here.

She said if any of us dared to go against her orders, she�d cut off our legs��

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