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 do you still look troubled? Did you foresee something

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

Casey was stunned.

masters always spoke so

away" meant he

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

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

thought about how he hadn't been able to see his close friend

was filled

what could

back. Mr. Maskelyne's life is no longer in danger. You need not worry,"

nodded.

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

Sigh-

*

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

only her but also Jasmine and

they were old, their research had not

up a courtyard as a laboratory for

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

room, eagerly studying the

memory and memorized all the spells and their

abilities, she wasn't yet

desperately needed

tried drawing a few simple

enhance the Hipps family's prosperity and bring

moved on

an array was its array

identifiable array eyes, larger and more complex arrays made finding the array eye extremely

was a century-old prestigious family. She

for a map of the Hipps

do you

get lost? I just want to familiarize myself with

Clare laughed warmly. "This is your home; don't be shy about asking for anything you need." Since bringing Sylvia back, he felt like

an extraordinary niece being part of

wake up smiling from his

wanted to pamper

always to have a fatherly

Mrs. Hipps and Old Mr. Hipps were

for Sylvia-dress her, feed her-if only she would

independent to give

wanted to give her not just the house map but maps of the entire world if

thinking. She took the

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