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.

sigh of relief upon hearing his calculation. "As long as he's safe... But Elder Reginald, why do you still look troubled? Did you foresee

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

Casey was stunned.

spoke so elegantly and

meant

swallowed and clumsily tried to comfort Reginald in his tone. "Life and death are determined by fate. Since Master Newman's fate

had a calamity in his fate that he couldn't avoid," Reginald shook his head. "I just wonder if he found

about how he hadn't been able to see his close

was filled

could

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

nodded. "Alright,

chant scriptures for his friend and didn't want anyone to disturb his

Sigh-

*

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

but also Jasmine

their

a laboratory for them, equipped with almost all the latest

working on a new experiment that could significantly

eagerly studying the secret techniques

and memorized all the

abilities, she wasn't yet proficient

needed

her room, Sylvia tried drawing a few

enhance the Hipps family's

on to breaking arrays after mastering a few

part of an array was

easily identifiable array eyes, larger and more complex arrays

family. She had

she asked Clare for a map of

do you

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

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 need." Since bringing Sylvia back, he felt like he was living in

niece being part of their family

wake up smiling from

pamper her as much as

a fatherly smile

and Old Mr. Hipps were

for Sylvia-dress her,

Sylvia was too independent to

just the house map but maps of the entire

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

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