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.

he's safe... But

his face pale. "My close friend Master Newman...

Casey was stunned.

masters always spoke so elegantly and

meant he had

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

just wonder if he found

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

was

what could regret

young master. You should go back. Mr. Maskelyne's life is no longer in danger. You need not worry," Reginald said, patting Casey's shoulder.

nodded.

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

Sigh-

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collateral young ladies and lived in the main house

also Jasmine

their research had not

laboratory for them, equipped with almost all the latest

new experiment that could significantly

eagerly studying the secret techniques passed down by

had an excellent memory and memorized all the spells

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

desperately needed practical

her room, Sylvia tried drawing a few

could enhance the Hipps family's prosperity and bring

moved on to breaking

crucial part of an

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

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

asked Clare for a map

curious. "What do

I get lost?

I can show you around," Clare laughed warmly. "This is your home; don't be shy about asking for anything you need." Since

an extraordinary niece being part of their

would wake up smiling from his

wanted to pamper

a fatherly smile whenever

Old Mrs. Hipps and Old Mr. Hipps were the

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

was too independent to give them that

her not just the

She took the map and returned to

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