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,

dark sky, his face pale. "My

Casey was stunned.

spoke so elegantly

"passed away" meant he had

swallowed and clumsily tried to comfort Reginald in his tone. "Life and death are determined by fate. Since Master Newman's fate was such, you... you

found the heir of the Sackcloth Sect... We who peer into the secrets

been able to see his

was

what could regret

it, young 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 will be in

quickly nodded.

scriptures for his friend

Sigh-

*

other collateral young ladies and lived in the main house with

only her but also Jasmine and Giancarlo lived there as

they were old, their research had not

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

a new experiment that could significantly contribute to the country and humanity

room, eagerly studying the secret techniques passed

an excellent memory and memorized all the

Master Newman's abilities, she

needed

room, Sylvia tried drawing a few simple fortune-gathering

Hipps family's

arrays and then moved on to breaking arrays after mastering a few

part of an array was

identifiable array eyes, larger and

She had also learned some feng shui principles by

she asked Clare for a

do you

get lost? I just want to familiarize myself with the

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." Since bringing Sylvia back, he felt like

part of their family

up smiling from his

wanted to pamper her as much

a fatherly smile whenever he looked

Old Mr. Hipps were the same way, as were Jasmine and

they could do everything for Sylvia-dress her, feed her-if only she would let

independent to give them

Clare wanted to give her not just the house

had no idea what Clare was thinking. She took the map

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