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.

of relief upon hearing his calculation. "As long as he's safe... But Elder

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

Casey was stunned.

spoke so elegantly and

away" meant

death are determined by fate.

just wonder if he found the heir of the Sackcloth Sect... We who peer into the secrets of heaven are always intertwined with fortune and

see his close friend one last

was filled

could regret

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

quickly nodded. "Alright,

understood that Reginald probably wanted to chant scriptures for his

Sigh-

*

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

also Jasmine

their

a laboratory for them, equipped with almost all the latest instruments

working on a new experiment that could significantly contribute to the

stayed in her room, eagerly studying the secret techniques

excellent memory and memorized all the spells and their

Newman's abilities, she

needed practical

her room, Sylvia tried drawing

family's prosperity and

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

part of an array was its

larger and more complex arrays made finding the array

She

she asked Clare for a map of

"What do you need a

is so big; what if I get lost? I

with, I can show you around," Clare laughed warmly. "This is your home; don't be

an extraordinary niece being part of

would wake up

wanted to pamper

a fatherly

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

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

was too independent to

not just the house map but maps

what Clare was thinking. She took

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