Debts of the Afterlife Chapter 2

Later, the maids dispersed. I looked at the empty doorway, dragged the removed door back, and leaned it against the frame to cover the room.

Ignoring the chaos of the situation.

I sneakily pulled an IOU from my pocket and presented it to Chloe, my tone dripping with flattery:

"Bestie, guess what good stuff I brought back from the underworld for you?"

Chloe was still a bit low, but at least she had given up on suicide.

After unfolding my massive IOU, she reverted to the crazy woman from our school days. No more staring blankly at the sky, no more pondering the meaning of life.

She picked up the fruit knife I had thrown away and chased me around the room.

When she shouted my name, her voice wasn't weak anymore; it was loud enough to scare the birds out of the garden trees.

The maids were alerted again and rushed back, only to see this scene—

Chloe chasing me with a fruit knife:

"Tess! You wretched girl! You never visited my dreams once, but now you come to me for money?! Do I owe you from a past life?! I'll kill you, and we can all be dead together!"

I raised my hands in surrender, sprinting around the room:

"Turtle! Turtle! Don't be like this, listen to me explain..."

The butler, arriving late and missing everything, silently raised his phone and made a call:

"Hello, sir."

"You might not believe this, but the Madam, who was too weak to walk straight, is currently chasing someone with a knife."