This was the place with the heaviest ghostly aura. I waited for the house's original owner to show up.

Rita noticed my calm demeanor, and her eyes flashed with malice.

"Miss Mack, there were some misunderstandings during the last livestream. You're the only one capable here now. I heard that you are an expert in exorcism. Could you show us your skills?"

I smelled the strong stench of decay from her and covered my nose.

"Miss Mack, you stink."

Rita instinctively covered her belly, tears streaming down as she trembled and hid behind Frank.

Frank glared at me and hugged her protectively.

"Why are you sitting there? Are you afraid of exposing your incompetence?"

I gave him a sidelong glance, noting the dark circles under his eyes that even makeup couldn't hide, and laughed. "Frank, you should worry more about yourself. If you don't get that hemorrhoid removed, it'll grow to the size of an egg."

Frank's face changed, and he burst out in anger, spouting threats like a madman.