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, why

face

Casey was stunned.

always spoke so elegantly

"passed away" meant he had

death are determined by fate. Since Master Newman's fate

couldn't avoid," Reginald shook his head. "I just wonder if he found the heir of the Sackcloth Sect... We who peer into the secrets of heaven are

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

heart was filled

could regret

danger. You need not worry," Reginald said, patting Casey's shoulder.

quickly nodded.

for

Sigh-

*

ladies and lived in the main house with

but also Jasmine and Giancarlo lived there

were old, their research

had set up a courtyard as a laboratory for them, equipped with

on a new experiment that could

her room, eagerly studying the

an excellent memory and memorized all the spells

Master Newman's abilities, she wasn't yet proficient in using

needed practical

Sylvia tried drawing a

family's prosperity and

and then moved on to

part of an array

and

was a century-old prestigious family. She had

for a map of

do

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

If there's anything you don't understand 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

niece being part of

up smiling from

wanted to pamper her

him always to have a fatherly smile whenever

Hipps were the same way, as were

do everything for Sylvia-dress her, feed her-if only she

Sylvia was too independent to give

give her not just the house map but maps of the entire

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

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