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.

long as he's safe... But Elder Reginald, why do you still look troubled? Did you foresee

looked up at the dark sky, his face pale. "My close friend Master Newman... has

Casey was stunned.

spoke so elegantly and

meant he had

and death are determined by fate.

"I just wonder if he found the heir of the Sackcloth Sect... We who

been able to see his close friend one

heart was filled with

could regret

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

quickly nodded.

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

Sigh-

*

ladies and lived in the main house with Old Mrs.

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

dinner, they went to their lab. They were working on a new experiment that could

her room, eagerly studying the secret techniques

had an excellent memory and memorized all the

acquired Master Newman's abilities, she wasn't

needed practical

Sylvia tried drawing a

enhance the Hipps family's

then moved on to breaking arrays after mastering a

an

eyes, larger and

century-old prestigious family. She had also learned some

Clare for a map

curious. "What do

if I get lost? I just want to familiarize

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

wake up smiling from

wanted to pamper her as

him always to have a fatherly smile whenever

Mr. Hipps were the same way,

Sylvia-dress her, feed her-if only

too independent to

to give her not just the

thinking. She took

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