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 still look troubled?

sky, his face

Casey was stunned.

spoke

meant he had

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

shook his head. "I just wonder if he found

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

heart was filled with

what could regret

life is no longer in danger. You need not worry," Reginald said, patting Casey's shoulder. "I will be

quickly nodded. "Alright,

scriptures for his friend and didn't want

Sigh-

*

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

only her but also Jasmine and

old, their research had not

a laboratory for them, equipped with almost all the latest instruments

working on a new experiment

room, eagerly studying the secret techniques passed down by Master

and memorized all

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

needed

tried drawing

family's prosperity

also practiced some luck-enhancing arrays and then moved on

part of an array was its array

larger and

prestigious family. She had also

Clare for a map of the Hipps

curious. "What do you

so big; what if I get lost? I

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

being part of their family felt like a

wake up smiling from his

pamper

led him always to have a fatherly smile

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

everything for Sylvia-dress her, feed her-if only she would

Sylvia was too independent to

give her not just the house map but maps

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

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