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 Reginald, why do you still look

sky, his face

Casey was stunned.

always spoke so

meant

tone. "Life and death are determined by fate. Since

in his fate that he 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 always intertwined

to see his close

was filled

what could

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

nodded. "Alright,

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

Sigh-

*

from other collateral young ladies and lived in the main house

her but also Jasmine

their research

had set up a courtyard as a laboratory

new

stayed in her room, eagerly studying the secret techniques

an excellent memory and memorized all the spells and their

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

desperately needed

drawing a few simple fortune-gathering

enhance the Hipps family's prosperity and bring

then moved on to breaking

of an

larger and more complex arrays made finding the array

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

asked Clare for a map

was curious. "What do you

house is so big; what if I get lost? I just want

makes sense. 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

extraordinary niece being part of their family felt

up smiling from

he wanted to pamper her as much as

to have a

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

for Sylvia-dress her, feed

was too independent to give

her not just the house map but maps of the entire world if she

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

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