Chapter 32 Larissa contemplated for a very long time before finally summoning the courage to call Travis . Yet , despite having made several calls in a row , Travis never answered . At night , when Larissa returned home after work , she was stopped by someone at the entrance of Foxtail Garden . The sky was getting dark , and the figure stood against the light . All Larissa could make out was a skinny figure , her arms outstretched . It seemed to be a woman . Before she could cause any accidents , Larissa slammed on the brakes . Her car stopped about ten feet away from the figure . Larissa was stunned for about two seconds before she felt her heart rate slow to a normal pace . When she'd recovered from her shock and looked back to where the figure was standing earlier , there was only dust dancing under the dim , yellowish light . Where had the figure gone ? Larissa was questioning if what she had seen was nothing but a hallucination when she heard the sound of someone trying to pull her car door open at the passenger's side . And when whoever it was realized that they couldn't pry open her door , they started knocking on her window frantically . " Open the door ! Open the fucking door ! " The woman shouted from the outside , her voice urgent and sharp . Her pitch was so high that her voice cracked . The glass on her door was reflective , but Larissa could not properly discern the woman's features . Instead , the hazy reflection on the glass showed a dark silhouette with disheveled long hair - it was a rather terrifying sight . Larissa did not believe in ghosts or supernatural creatures , but when faced with something like this in the middle of the night , she couldn't help but feel her scalp tingle as her skin crawled with goosebumps . " Who - Who are you ? " She wrapped her arms around herself and asked , her body trembling . The woman ignored her question and kept on shouting , " Open the door ! Open the door ! Just open the damn door ! " Naturally , Larissa did not open the door . She didn't even dare to roll down her car window as she tried to turn her car keys , her hands shaking . The car started to move again slowly . Taking into consideration the person who was just outside her car , she stepped on the gas pedal lightly . The woman followed her closely , her palms repeatedly hitting Larissa's car window two times harder than before . " Open the door ! Open the door ! " The woman's shouts sounded like the devil's chants in her ears . Larissa gritted her teeth and tried to not listen . When she had finally reached the entrance , the guard did not raise the barricade as he usually did . Larissa had no choice but to stop the car again . She rolled down the window at the driver's side halfway , just enough for her to make eye contact with the security guard in the guardhouse . The guard shot her an apologetic look as he explained , " That woman beside your car is not a resident of Foxtail Garden . She tried to force her way in , and we called the police after we failed to reason with her . Don't worry , the police are on their way . If you could just wait for a moment until she leaves , Miss , I'll let you in after that . " As a majority of Foxtail Garden's residents hailed from upper - class or elite backgrounds and were high society figures , the security in that area was especially tight . Outsiders who wished to enter either had to use an access card or have a relative or friend who lived inside let them in . Evidently , the woman had no access card and knew no one inside who could let her in . Larissa suddenly understood why she had been so adamant about prying her car door open earlier . She supposed the woman had wanted to hitch a ride with her to enter Foxtail Garden . The woman seemed to be provoked by the security guard's words . She continued pounding against Larissa's car door while shouting , " I've told you multiple times already ! My uncle lives in there ! His name is Skylar Fox ! He lives on the 25th floor of Block 12 ! If you don't believe me , you can give him a call yourself and ask him if he has a niece called Amber ! " As soon as she heard the name " Skylar Fox " , Larissa froze . And then , when she heard the name " Amber " - The two of them were indeed related . No wonder she had run into Amber and Travis in Foxtail Garden last time . Larissa immediately closed her window tightly and retrieved a cap from the storage compartment . She pulled the cap low on her head just so that Amber wouldn't recognize her . She wasn't remotely afraid of what Amber would do to her . It was just … It was better to be safe than sorry . The guard repeated what he'd said before exasperatedly , " We don't have the contact numbers of our residents . Miss , if your uncle really lives here , could you please give him a call and have him come down and meet you here ? " Amber screamed . " If I had been able to get through to him , why else would I be here , you motherfucking bastard ? " She rushed past Larissa's car like a gust of wind and clung to the window of the guardhouse .