Chapter 997

The Sweeney family paid well, but the risks were high.

They came to work here for the money. But now, they just wanted to leave, desperately.

Being given to Master Wood meant death, and being kicked into the pool to drown also meant death.

They couldn't help but worry about their impending fate.

After a few more minutes, the maid in the pool finally sank to the bottom, lifeless.

"Anyone who dares to defy my orders will end up like her!" Tristan said coldly, staring at the trembling maids. "Now go serve Master Wood."

Master Wood looked as happy as if he had won the lottery.

He sat on a lounge chair, his large belly protruding, and began to undress. "Come on, beauties! Don't worry, I won't treat you badly." The scene was too much to bear.

It was so shocking that it almost made one's eyes pop out.

Tristan turned away in disgust. "Enjoy yourself, Master Wood. I have other matters to attend to."

Marcelo also stood up immediately. "Enjoy, Master Wood."

Master Wood's eyes were only on the beautiful maids; he didn't even glance at the brothers.

"Go on, go on!" he waved dismissively.

He smiled lewdly, his face greasy with fat.

"No! Don't come near me!"

"Master Wood, please, I'll do anything..."

Master Wood's disgusting laughter echoed in the air. "Hee-hee-"

At the Blood Medical Sect Manor.

In a very quiet courtyard, an elderly man with gray hair stood in the yard, calculating something with his fingers before letting out a heavy sigh.

Casey Gentry stood behind him, looking anxious. "Elder Reginald, how is Mr. Maskelyne's fate this time?"

Having failed to help Sylvia and returned to the Blood Medical Sect, Casey felt guilty. So upon returning, he immediately sought out the family's fortune-teller, Reginald Gentry, to divine Franklin's fate and see if he could overcome this crisis.

"His life is no longer in danger, young master. You need not worry," Reginald said, retracting his fingers, though his brows were still furrowed with concern.

upon hearing his calculation. "As long as he's safe... But Elder Reginald, why do you still

up at the dark sky, his face

Casey was stunned.

masters always spoke

meant he had

and death are determined by fate. Since Master Newman's

he couldn't avoid," Reginald shook his head. "I just wonder if he found the heir of the Sackcloth Sect... We

he hadn't been able to see his close friend

was filled

what could

life is no longer in danger. You need not worry," Reginald said, patting Casey's shoulder. "I will be in seclusion for seven days. Tell them

nodded.

understood that Reginald probably wanted to chant scriptures for his

Sigh-

*

from other collateral young ladies and lived in the main house with Old Mrs. Hipps and Old Mr.

also Jasmine and Giancarlo lived there as

old, their research had

courtyard as a laboratory for

working on a new

room, eagerly studying the secret techniques

memorized all

abilities, she wasn't yet proficient

desperately needed practical

tried drawing a few simple fortune-gathering

the Hipps family's prosperity and bring them

arrays and then moved on

part of an

larger and more complex

family was a century-old prestigious family. She had also learned some feng

she asked Clare for a map of the Hipps

was curious. "What do you need

so big; what if I get lost? I just want to familiarize

don't understand or need help with, I can show you around," Clare laughed warmly. "This is your home; don't be shy about asking for anything you need."

niece being part of

up smiling from

wanted to pamper her as much

always to have a fatherly smile

and Old Mr. Hipps were the same

for Sylvia-dress her, feed her-if only she would let

independent to

wanted to give her not just the house map but maps

Clare was thinking. She took the map and

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