After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 995

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.

calculation. "As long as he's safe... But Elder Reginald, why do you

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

Casey was stunned.

masters always spoke so elegantly and

away" meant he

tone. "Life and death are determined by

found the heir of the Sackcloth Sect... We who peer into the secrets of heaven are

see his

was filled

what could

no longer in danger. You need not worry,"

quickly nodded.

Reginald probably wanted to chant scriptures for his

Sigh-

*

ladies and lived in the main house with Old

Jasmine and

old, their research had not

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

on a new experiment that

in her room, eagerly studying the secret techniques passed down

memory and memorized all

acquired Master Newman's abilities,

desperately needed practical

tried drawing

family's prosperity and

and then moved on

an array was its array

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

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

Clare for a map of

was curious. "What do

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

is your home; don't be shy about asking for anything you need."

an extraordinary niece being part of their family felt like

would wake up smiling from his

pamper her as much

always to have a fatherly smile whenever he

Hipps were the same

could do everything for Sylvia-dress her, feed

independent to

give her not just the house

thinking. She took the map and returned to

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