Chapter 61

Beverly, being obedient, placed the plant in the bedroom to take better care of it. She even looked forward to talking to the plant before going to bed each night.

However, when she was changing clothes just now, she suddenly discovered that the plant had already bloomed.

"This is too fast, isn't it?"

Such a miraculous phenomenon made Beverly feel even closer to Randy, giving her a sense of fulfillment from co-nurturing a new life.

Randy wasn't surprised; the faster it grew, the better. If he weren't worried about the subsequent supply of divinity, he would have accelerated its growth himself.

"Let me take a look."

He stepped into the room first. There was a faint scent of perfume, but the room was tidily arranged. The ceramic pot was on a wooden table by the balcony, and next to it was Beverly's bed.

Randy glanced at it briefly—the seed had already cracked open and pushed out a delicate sprout. It wasn't a big deal.

"It's very fast indeed. I believe it will provide you with a lot of company in the future."

"Yes," Beverly said.

Taking advantage of Randy's distraction with the plant, Beverly quickly reorganized her clothes. She had been so excited about the sprouting that she had run out before properly changing, leaving her somewhat embarrassed. Thankfully, Randy hadn't shown any reaction to her disheveled appearance.

Once her clothes were sorted, Beverly's expression returned to normal.

"Randy, I think it will have branches in a couple of days."

"Maybe even sooner."

They both smiled as they left and headed next door.

However, Beverly was unwilling to enter the house.

"If I go in, Mrs. George might get angry if she finds out."

"So what? She won't find out. If necessary, I can just forfeit the money."

After all, the money had already been received in advance.

Randy insisted on pulling Beverly into the room.

He then cheerfully went to fetch the corgi, but the little dog was still somewhat fearful, almost being dragged out.

Eventually, Beverly volunteered, "Let me do it."

"Sure."

The two left the house and walked around the neighborhood. Randy noticed that Beverly seemed to have some conflicts with Elizabeth and asked about it.

Beverly helplessly explained that they had never gotten along since childhood and still had unresolved issues.

"Elizabeth bullied me at school and spread rumors about me. She would also provoke tensions between me and our neighbors, and she even tempted Carl. When Carl couldn't resist, she acted innocent and pitiful, completely tarnishing our family's reputation!"

"That's quite something. I didn't expect her to be like that."

Naturally, Randy stood on Beverly's side in front of her.

Beverly explained, "It doesn't really bother me. I've already gotten over it. It's just that she's still competitive and always tries to outdo me in every way."

Randy believed this was true. After all, she was currently alone and had no choice but to accept things.

"Don't worry. I believe everyone will come to like you in the future."

Randy then brought up the clapper lamp.

"Beverly, I need your permission first. I want to help you."

Beverly looked puzzled.

Randy explained, "I heard that there's an additional $500 bonus with the clapper lamp. I think you might need this money for travel or something, and I've already made the reservation for you."

"Already made the reservation?"

Beverly was somewhat speechless but didn't want to blame him.

"It's okay. If you really can't adapt, you can always dismantle it."

In the end, Beverly agreed, indulging Randy's advance decision.

The two walked around the neighborhood for a while longer. They encountered several police officers on the way, but since Beverly was a familiar face, no one stopped to question them.

After seeing so many police officers, Beverly's expression turned serious. She was still unclear about what was going on in the town.

Moreover, Mike was tight-lipped and rarely disclosed case details. Perhaps he would only share recent events at the evening gathering.

After a bit more walking, Beverly's mood improved significantly, though the corgi was exhausted, its tongue hanging out and legs trembling. Randy then remembered that he hadn't given it any dog food at noon.

"Let's head back."

Beverly returned the corgi to its cage. Just as she finished, a business car pulled up in front of the house.

A delivery person got out of the car, a young man with curly hair wearing a uniform with the power company's logo.

"Hello, installing the clapper lamp at 14 Lantern Bridge Street?"

"Yes."

Not recognizing the voice as the one he had spoken to on the phone, Randy shook hands with him and sensed that the man was just an ordinary person with no issues.

The delivery person opened the side door of the car, which was filled with several black boxes. He took out one black box and set it on the ground, then handed Randy a thin envelope from his pocket.

"This is for you. Can we proceed with the installation now?"

The envelope likely contained the agreed $250 payment.

Seeing that Beverly hadn't returned from next door yet, Randy accepted the money for her.

"Don't rush with the installation. I have some questions. Are you from the Satan Company?"

"No, I'm just a contractor for the installation."

The delivery person shook his head calmly.

Randy asked, "Do you know the company's address?"

The delivery person became alert immediately. "I can't disclose that. We have a confidentiality agreement."

"Alright, I won't ask then."

Randy invited him inside while discreetly tossing a seed into the vehicle.

"Do we need to sign a contract?"

"I'm not sure. None of the previous installations required a contract."

It seemed the company was running its business rather hastily.

"How many installations have you done before?"

"About five or six. This is the seventh."

While the delivery person prepared for the installation, Beverly returned just in time.

She had brought some dog food for the corgi from Elizabeth's dish and fed it to the dog. Since there were only two adults next door, either Elizabeth or George would be the one facing trouble.

Beverly was thoughtful enough to clean the dish after the corgi finished eating.

"Randy, you should come over for dinner sometime."

She kindly suggested to Randy.

"Sure."

Then they both quietly watched the delivery person install the lamp.

After the installation, the delivery person handed over a manual.

However, Randy found that it did not explain how to turn the lamp off.

"I'm not sure. I was only responsible for the wiring and installation. Perhaps you can ask Mr. Michelle about that."

The delivery person then took his leave.

Beverly also came over to look at the manual. "A clapper lamp? Who would want to use such a thing? It feels really strange."

As she spoke, she clapped her hands.

"Clap, clap."

The lights in the living room turned on, and Randy felt the curse descend.