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.

safe... But Elder Reginald, why do you still

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

Casey was stunned.

always spoke

"passed away" meant he had

Reginald in his tone. "Life and death are determined by fate. Since Master Newman's fate was such, you...

wonder if he found the heir of the Sackcloth Sect... We who peer into the secrets of heaven

hadn't been able to see

was filled with

what could

worry," Reginald said, patting Casey's shoulder. "I will

nodded.

that Reginald probably wanted to chant scriptures for his friend

Sigh-

*

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

also Jasmine and Giancarlo lived there as

their

as a laboratory for them, equipped with

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

studying the secret

memory and memorized

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

desperately needed practical

Sylvia tried drawing a few simple fortune-gathering

the Hipps family's prosperity

on to breaking arrays

most crucial part of an array was

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

century-old prestigious family. She had

she asked Clare for a map

"What do

if I get

is your home; don't be shy about asking for anything you need." Since bringing Sylvia back,

niece being part of their family

wake up

wanted to pamper her as

to have a fatherly smile whenever

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

everything for Sylvia-dress her, feed

Sylvia was too independent to give

had a request, Clare wanted to give her not just the house map

thinking. She took the map and returned to her

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