Chapter 435 Unmasking the Murderer

It was like seeing a ghost!

"A ghost!" Helena shrieked, stumbling backward in panic. Her footing faltered, and she crashed heavily into a serving table behind her.

Feeling the solid obstruction, she let out a sharp, terrified scream. In her blind fright, she shoved against the table with enough force to send it toppling over.

The carefully arranged fruit platters and wine glasses shattered on the