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.

watched Sylvia examining Master Newman beside the coffin and couldn't help but scream internally. That was a dead person! How could she dare to look for so

Was this for real?!

was in order, Sylvia told

Master Newman and later buried

tombstone and kowtowed three

an evil flower. I will punish the wicked and uphold justice, living up to your

she kowtowed three more times before

drizzle began to fall from

day Franklin's grandfather was buried... it was also raining

it had been

happened in the past two

sudden flash of insight struck her. If she mastered divination, could

said that she had a sister who was

who

Her breath quickened.

mother might also be

mother back then... but unfortunately, her master

vast world, where would she find

and saw Clare standing by the

immediately came over with the umbrella. "Sylvia, you're

her master, so he didn't dare

was just a light drizzle and

in the car, he found an unopened disposable towel from

a bit damp," Sylvia said but still took

Clare's concern. This long-lost familial affection was

into the car's trash

Treasure Cemetery getting further and further away from

prayed in her

The Sweeney family estate.

far more luxurious than that of the Hipps

extremely opulent

the expansive swimming pool which stood out

an equestrian field and a

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 cold expression, wearing only swim

dove into the pool, sending water

one after another, carrying trays with red

the man usually needed after

items

these items were neatly placed on the side

enough... after a while, another man in swim trunks also

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

emerged from the water. The servants immediately stepped

their muscular physiques and perfect builds were still evident to the servants'

though it wasn't their first time seeing this, some less composed

and Marcelo sat on the lounge chairs and leisurely began

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