The CEO’S Unplanned Heir novel (Aurelia and Leopold)
Chapter 618

Chapter 618

Aurelia let out a derisive snort, "You were the one shouting from the rooftops that you wanted to break free from the AK Group, to sever your ties with us. So as a little payback, they played a prank on you and made you sleepwalk. Are you turning your coat now? Planning to pledge undying loyalty and smear my name instead?”

Megan explained, 'l was naive before, not suspecting you. You despise me the most, and you're the one who wants me gone.”

Aurelia chuckled ominously.

"Do you really think I'd go to all the trouble of hiring a voodoo practitioner from the swamps of Louisiana just to make you sleepwalk and cut your hair? Am I that dumb? Why wouldn't I just make you take a swan dive into the ocean to feed the sharks, nice and silent? Or have you paint your face like a clown, and that would be far more satisfying.”

A flash of rage sparked in Megan's eyes.

Aurelia had indeed concocted numerous methods to get rid of her.

“Maybe that's your plan for next time."

At the sidelines, Melissa quietly took a deep breath. She was beginning to piece things together. Sleepwalking and cutting hair were creepy enough.

“Megan, cool your jets,’ Melissa interjected, "I don't think Aurelia's involved in this. If it were me, and I'd gone to the trouble of getting a voodoo guy, it wouldn't just be for a haircut. If you're going to do something, you'd go for the jugular, right? Cutting hair, and what's the point? It'll just grow back. There's no satisfaction in that. Maybe you're actually sleepwalking. You should see a shrink, pronto.” Megan's head shook as if it were on a bobble, utterly convinced she wasn't afflicted with sleepwalking, "No way.

How could I have sleepwalking?”

"What's so impossible about it?" Melissa said earnestly, "Lots of folks with mental issues don't think they're sick.

I've heard of sleepwalkers doing all sorts of things, slicing watermelons, cutting hair. Some even strip down and streak through the streets.”

Melissa's words made Aurelia wonder if Megan might indeed be suffering from sleepwalking, not any voodoo or hypnosis. Perhaps they were all overthinking it.

Megan couldn't accept the possibility of having sleepwalking disorder.

"It's impossible. Someone must have cursed me."

Melissa took a sip of her milk and sighed. "I saw this movie once, about a person with split personality disorder, always paranoid that someone was out to get them, talking about being cursed or targeted with subliminal messages. But it was all in their head. You need to face reality and start treatment.”

Megan gritted her teeth, “Maybe Aurelia did curse me to cut my hair, to not kill me but to make everyone think I've got sleepwalking or some mental split, so they'd lock me up in an asylum.”

"Do you have any proof?” Melissa asked.

"Not yet, but I'll find it. I'm not someone who can be pushed around.”

Megan's glare sliced across Aurelia's face, filled with loathing as she turned on her heel and left. Melissa sighed deeply. If she were suffering from sleepwalking, she'd probably be in denial too, suspecting malice from others.

"No wonder Leopold doesn't dare share a bed with her at night. He must be scared of her sleepwalking antics, like slicing watermelons”

Aurelia choked back a laugh.

Slicing watermelons? What a vivid image! William and Skyler burst into the room, both intrigued by Melissa's story.

"Who's sleepwalking and slicing watermelons?"

"Megan. She sleepwalked last night and gave herself a haircut,” Melissa explained.

William's eyes went wide with shock, "So she's even uglier than before?”

Aurelia felt a bead of sweat on her brow. Weren't they supposed to be concerned about the sleepwalking?

Kids really did have a unique way of seeing things.

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