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.

coffin and couldn't help but scream internally. That was a dead person! How could she

Was this for real?!

everything was in order, Sylvia told the butler,

quietly cremated Master Newman and later buried

the tombstone and kowtowed three times to Master Newman's

become an evil

kowtowed three more times before standing

she descended the mountain, fine drizzle

cool raindrops hit her body, reminding her of the day Franklin's grandfather

as if it had been

had happened in the past

thought, a sudden flash of insight struck her. If she mastered

she had a sister who

sister who

Her breath quickened.

her mother might

should have asked about her mother back then... but unfortunately,

this vast world, where would

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

her, he immediately came over with

have something secret to discuss with her master,

light drizzle and not

found an unopened disposable towel

said but still took the towel to dry

warmed at Clare's concern. This long-lost familial affection

into the car's

Cemetery getting further and further

silently prayed in her heart, Master, rest in

The Sweeney family estate.

far more luxurious than that of the

opulent

the expansive swimming pool which stood out

an equestrian field and

a tall man in a well-tailored white suit. His perfect handsome face and deep eyes carried a hint of menace. He stood there,

splash, he dove into the pool, sending water

another, carrying trays with red wine, fruits, towels,

the items the man usually

items was brought over by

and these items were neatly placed on the side tables next to

while, another man in swim trunks also dove into the water with

against each other, swimming back and forth faster

from the water. The

wet but their muscular physiques and perfect builds were still evident to the

time seeing this,

Marcelo sat on the lounge chairs

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