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.

as he's safe... But Elder Reginald, why do

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

Casey was stunned.

masters always spoke

meant

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

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

been able to see his close friend one last

was

what could

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

quickly nodded.

wanted to chant scriptures for his friend and didn't want

Sigh-

*

different from other collateral young ladies and

but also Jasmine and Giancarlo lived there

old, their research had

set up a courtyard as a laboratory for them, equipped with almost all the latest instruments

their lab. They were working on a new experiment that could

her room, eagerly studying the secret techniques passed down

had an excellent memory and memorized all the spells and their

abilities, she

needed

tried drawing a few simple fortune-gathering

could enhance the Hipps family's

then moved on to

of an array was

arrays had easily identifiable array eyes, larger and more

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

a map of

do you need a

big; what if I get

can show you around," Clare laughed warmly. "This is your home; don't

niece being part of their

up smiling from

wanted to pamper her as much

led him always to have a fatherly

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

wished they could do everything for Sylvia-dress her,

independent to give them that

just the house

was thinking. She

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