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.

relief upon hearing his calculation. "As long as he's safe... But Elder Reginald, why do you still look troubled? Did you foresee

at the dark sky, his face pale. "My close

Casey was stunned.

always spoke so

"passed away" meant

in his tone. "Life and death are determined by fate. Since Master Newman's fate was such,

had a calamity in his fate that he couldn't avoid," Reginald shook his head. "I just wonder if he found the heir of the Sackcloth Sect... We who peer into the

he hadn't been able to see his close friend

heart was filled with

what could

master. You should go back. Mr. Maskelyne's life is no longer in danger. You need not worry," Reginald said, patting Casey's shoulder. "I

nodded.

that Reginald probably wanted to chant scriptures for his friend and didn't

Sigh-

*

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

but also Jasmine

old, their research had

up a courtyard as a laboratory for them, equipped with almost all the latest instruments and

were working on a new experiment that could

in her room, eagerly studying the

had an excellent memory and memorized all the spells and their

abilities, she wasn't yet proficient

desperately needed

drawing a few simple

Hipps family's prosperity and bring

practiced some luck-enhancing arrays and then moved on to breaking

part of an array was

had easily identifiable array eyes, larger and more complex arrays made finding the array

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

Clare for a map

was curious. "What do you

house is so big; what if I get lost? I just want

around," Clare laughed warmly. "This is your home; don't

part of their family felt like a

wake up smiling from

to pamper her

a fatherly smile whenever he looked at

Old Mr. Hipps were the same way, as were

everything for Sylvia-dress her,

too independent to give

that she finally had a request, Clare wanted to give her not just the house map but maps of

She took the map and

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