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.

he's safe... But Elder Reginald, why do you still look troubled? Did you foresee something

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

Casey was stunned.

masters always spoke

meant he had

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

head. "I just wonder if he found the heir of the Sackcloth Sect...

hadn't been able to see his close friend one last

was filled with

could regret

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

nodded. "Alright,

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

Sigh-

*

collateral young ladies and lived in the main house with Old Mrs. Hipps

also Jasmine and Giancarlo lived

they were old, their

a courtyard as a laboratory for them, equipped with almost all the

dinner, they went to their lab. They were working on a new experiment that could significantly contribute to

studying the secret techniques passed down

excellent memory and memorized all the

she had acquired Master Newman's abilities, she

desperately needed practical

tried drawing

arrays could enhance the Hipps family's prosperity and bring them good

on to

an

larger and more complex arrays made finding the

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

asked Clare for a map of

do you need a map

if I get lost? I just want

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

an extraordinary niece being part of their family felt like a

wake up smiling from

wanted to pamper her as much

have a fatherly smile whenever he

Mr. Hipps were the same way, as

for Sylvia-dress her, feed

was too independent to

her not just the house map but maps of the entire world if she

what Clare was thinking. She took the map and returned to her

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