True Tycoon Her Empire, Her Rules

Despite having encountered a ghost once before, Parker’s blood still ran cold when he unexpectedly came face to face with a man who was supposed to be six feet under. 

The old man, dressed in a traditional robe, seemed blissfully unaware of Parker’s shock as he floated over to his grandson, bobbing along merrily. 

“I heard your mom bragging to her book club today, and rightly so! My dear grandson, you earn your place at Capital University on your own merit. That’s how it should be! None of this nonsense about studying abroad. Our top–tier schools here can hold their own against any foreign institution…” 

Parker’s brow twitched, sensing something off about the figure who now seemed much more. lenient than the stern grandfather he remembered. 

Before Parker could snap out of his daze, two elderly women drifted over, one of whom had to be his great–grandmother if his memory served him right. 

Great–grandma shooed the old man aside with a flick of her wrist. 

“Why are you blocking the boy at the door with your chill? It’s high time you reincarnated. Just the other day, your old flame visited, and you were too chicken to show up. If she reincarnates. you’ll never get the chance to see her again.” 

She looked to be about the same age as the old man, but he instinctively bowed his head in deference, “Mom, you passed before me, why the rush to send me off when you’re not in a deference. “Mom, you passed before me, why 

hurry yourself?” 

“I have to watch over the family! Why did you to listen to those old fogeys from Capital City and insist on moving to Emerald Bay? Now you can’t return, can you?” 

“Oh, Mom, let bygones be bygones. And look, our family’s thriving in Emerald Bay, my grandson’s made us proud.” 

As the two seniors chatted, the other old lady suddenly chimed in. 

“Oh my, something seems off with young Parker. Why is he standing still in the foyer?” 

This lady was Parker’s great–great–aunt. Parker might not remember her, but he was aware of her existence. A widow who had lived with her brother and sister–in–law, she had passed long before the Robinsons moved to Emerald Bay, yet here she was, alongside the others. 

Perhaps it was Parker’s stiff reaction that caught the old lady’s eye, as she squinted and leaned in closer. 

“Something tells me, Parker can see us?” 

Her statement made the bickering pair turn their heads to stare at Parker. 

His face froze. But it was precisely this expression and his sudden eye contact with the trio 

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that piqued their curiosity. 

“Well, I’ll be! Parker can really see us!” 

“My boy, I’m your granddad. Can you see me?” 

In that moment, it dawned on Parker why his ancestors had appeared before him… 

It had to be Winnie’s doing! 

Parker truly hadn’t expected such a lack of courtesy from her. He was determined to pursue her earnestly. If she wasn’t interested, that was one thing, but to have him haunted… 

Even if the haunts were his own ancestors. 

Let’s leave Parker to his most harrowing night yet and turn our attention to Winnie, who had been pulled aside by Delia for a private chat at the party. 

“That charm you sold me worked great!” Delia was barely containing her excitement. 

Winnie eyed her. “Which one?” 

She had sold Delia two charms – one to ward off troublemakers, and one to attract rotten 

romances. 

“Both of them,” Delia whispered. “That scam artist who tried to blackmail me got his just desserts. He tried to stage another ‘chance‘ encounter with me, but wasn’t watching his step and fell through a busted manhole cover.” 

Delia chuckled at the memory. “Oh, you should’ve seen the mess when they pulled him out. He reeked.” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Winnie wasn’t surprised by the efficacy of her charms; after all, the Guard Charm only worked if the person harbored ill intentions. 

Delia was well aware of this too, and had no sympathy for the scammer’s misfortune. She did, however, call the police to have him rescued. 

“After they took him to the hospital, I followed and sure enough, the guy called Yolanda, claiming it was a work–related injury, demanding she pay for his medical bills and emotional distress.” 

Yolanda didn’t actually show up at the hospital with the money, but Delia record the scene. when he called her, which would later be used against Yolanda. Delia spared Winnie the details. and instead moved on to the Love Charm. 

Delia had managed to attach the charm to Yolanda with 

Ome effort and had someone keep tabs on the outcome. Sure enough, a notorious playboy from their social circle, known for his player character, suddenly took an interest in Yolanda, hounding her for days. 

The only pity, Delia thought, was that Yolanda, conscious of her reputation, had decisively rejected the rich kid. 

“I think he’s given up now, hasn’t shown his face for a couple of days.” 

While Delia didn’t get to relish the sight of her stepsister mired in unwanted romantic attention, the mere image of her being badgered was worth every penny of the five thousand she’d spent. 

Winnie listened to Delia recount her stepsister’s misadventures without judgment. After all, everything was relative. 

Had Yolanda not set out to make a mockery of Delia, she wouldn’t have this opportunity for payback. 

Winnie’s gaze casually swept over the guests, halting on a young girl talking to Amber across the room. 

“Is that your stepsister?” Winnie nodded towards the girl, asking Delia for confirmation. 

It stood to reason that if Delia was invited to the occasion, Yolanda would be there too. 

Back in the day, Yolanda was mostly tagging along with her parents, playing the role of their little angel. 

Delia was impressed when Winnie instantly recognized who she was and which one was her unlucky sister. 

“Right, how did you know? Did you tell by our faces?” Delia asked, now genuinely intrigued by those supernatural things. 

Winnie replied with a casual tone, “No, I just saw her following you as you came in.” 

“Ah, I see.” Delia chuckled, brushing it off with a laugh. 

But then, Winnie arched an eyebrow, her voice carrying a note of certainty, “However, judging by 

someone who has given up, as you her face, her love life seems rather troubled, not quite like suggested.” 

Delia was shocked. Could it be that the drama in Yolanda’s life was far from over?