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.

a sigh of relief upon hearing his calculation. "As long as he's safe... But Elder

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

Casey was stunned.

always spoke so elegantly and

away" meant he

and clumsily tried to comfort Reginald in his tone. "Life and death are determined by fate.

a calamity 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

see his close friend one last time before his

was filled

what could regret

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

quickly nodded.

to chant scriptures for his friend and

Sigh-

*

the Hipps Residence, Sylvia was completely different from other collateral young ladies and lived in the main

Jasmine and Giancarlo lived there as

they were old, their research

a courtyard as a laboratory

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

stayed in her room, eagerly studying the secret techniques passed

memorized all the spells and

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

desperately needed practical

Sylvia tried drawing a

arrays could enhance the Hipps family's prosperity

then moved on to breaking arrays after mastering a few

part of an array

larger and more complex arrays made finding the array

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

a

do you

big; what if I get lost? I just want to familiarize

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

niece being part of their family felt like a

wake up

to pamper her as much as

always to have a fatherly smile

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

for Sylvia-dress her, feed

too independent to give them that

not just

idea what Clare was thinking. She took the map

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