After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 994

Chapter 996

Clare found it very strange and eerie. "Sylvia... why have I never heard of this master of yours before? What did he teach you?"

After all, bringing back a dead person... it felt quite bizarre and unsettling.

Sylvia looked at him with a calm gaze. "Just some minor skills, nothing worth mentioning. You'll understand in time."

She had struggled to accept these metaphysical teachings herself.

She feared scaring the Hipps family, so she didn't plan to tell them directly for now.

She didn't want her arrival to disrupt the peaceful and harmonious life of the Hipps family.

After all... apart from seeing Master Newman embed that talisman into her body, she hadn't experienced anything else.

So, she didn't know how to explain the peculiarities and uniqueness of her master to them.

She might need a lot of practice.

Only then would she grasp the mysteries of this new skill she had learned.

Clare, hearing her response, didn't press further. He pondered for a moment and said, "Since your master taught you, and now that he has passed away, our Hipps family naturally has the duty to give him a proper burial. Don't worry, I'll find a good feng shui spot for him in Luk Treasure Cemetery."

Luk Treasure Cemetery was a public cemetery, and the plots there were not cheap.

But for the Hipps family and Sylvia, it was a trivial matter.

Sylvia nodded. "Thank you, Uncle. I'll pay for the plot; it shouldn't be on the Hipps family's account."

"Do we need to prepare a funeral?" Old Mrs. Hipps felt somewhat uneasy. If it had been anyone other than Sylvia...

Bringing back a dead person early in the morning would have surely made her faint.

Just thinking about it made her uncomfortable.

But then she remembered that this was Sylvia's master, and thought about Sylvia's stunning dance last night that had made Tristan's face turn green with envy.

Without this master, how could Sylvia be so outstanding and bring such pride to the Hipps family?

With this in mind, Old Mrs. Hipps felt less repulsed.

"My master lived a low-profile life, so it's best to bury him quietly, so he can rest in peace," Sylvia said as she saw the mortician had finished preparing Master Newman's body and went over for a final check. Master Newman's dirty beard and hair had been cleaned, and his tattered clothes had been replaced with clean ones.

He didn't look too terrifying now.

help but scream internally. That was a dead person! How could she dare to

Was this for real?!

everything was in order, Sylvia

quietly cremated Master Newman and later buried

the tombstone and kowtowed three times

assured. I, Sylvia, swear before you that I will never become an evil flower. I will

three

descended the mountain, fine drizzle began to fall from

hit her body, reminding her of the day Franklin's

sighed, feeling as if it had

much had happened in

If she mastered divination,

that she had a

who was

Her breath quickened.

that mean her mother might also be

back then... but

this vast world, where would she

reached the foot of the mountain and saw Clare standing by the car

her, he immediately came over with the umbrella.

secret to discuss with her master, so he didn't

a light

found an unopened disposable towel

a bit damp," Sylvia said but

familial affection

into the car's trash

Cemetery getting further

prayed in her

The Sweeney family estate.

far more luxurious

was extremely opulent and exuded

pool which stood out

an equestrian field

handsome face and deep eyes carried a hint of menace. He stood there, slowly taking off his suit jacket and then his shirt. He stood by the pool with a

dove into the pool,

another, carrying trays with red

the man usually needed after swimming

items was brought over

two lounge chairs under an umbrella, and these items were neatly placed on the side tables next to

in swim trunks also dove

brothers seemed to be competing against each other, swimming back and forth faster than one

from the water. The servants

muscular physiques and perfect builds were still evident to the

seeing this, some less composed female servants

Marcelo sat on the lounge chairs and leisurely began sipping

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