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

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

Casey was stunned.

spoke so

away" meant

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

Reginald shook his head. "I just wonder if he found the heir of the Sackcloth Sect... We who peer into

he hadn't been able to see his close friend one last time

was

could regret

You need not worry," Reginald said, patting Casey's shoulder. "I will be in seclusion for seven days. Tell them not

quickly nodded. "Alright,

that Reginald probably wanted to chant scriptures for his

Sigh-

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collateral young ladies and lived in the main

but also Jasmine

they were old, their

courtyard as a laboratory for

They were working on a new experiment that could significantly contribute to the country and

in her room, eagerly studying the secret techniques passed down by

an excellent memory and memorized

had acquired Master Newman's abilities, she wasn't yet

needed

tried drawing a few simple fortune-gathering

could enhance the Hipps family's prosperity and bring them good

luck-enhancing arrays and then moved on to breaking

part of an array was

array eyes, larger and

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

a map of the Hipps

do you need a map

"The house is so big; what if I get lost?

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

extraordinary niece being part of

would wake up

he wanted to pamper her as much

led him always to have a fatherly smile whenever

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

Sylvia-dress her, feed her-if only

too independent to

not just the house map but maps of the entire world

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

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