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 long as he's safe... But

the dark sky, his face pale. "My close

Casey was stunned.

masters always spoke so

"passed away" meant he

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

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

hadn't been able to see his close friend

heart was filled

what could

Mr. Maskelyne's life is no longer in danger. You need not worry," Reginald said, patting Casey's shoulder. "I will be in seclusion for seven days. Tell them

quickly nodded. "Alright,

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

Sigh-

*

from other collateral young ladies and lived in the main

Jasmine and Giancarlo lived there

their research had not

family had set up a courtyard as a laboratory for

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

studying the secret techniques passed down

and memorized

Newman's abilities, she wasn't

needed

room, Sylvia tried drawing a few simple

arrays could enhance the Hipps family's

on to breaking arrays after mastering a

most crucial part of an array was

easily identifiable array eyes, larger and

family. She had also learned some feng shui

she asked Clare for a map of the

curious. "What do you need a map

get lost?

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

part of their family

would wake up

pamper her as

led him always to have a fatherly smile whenever he looked

Old Mrs. Hipps and Old Mr. Hipps were the same

could do everything for Sylvia-dress her, feed her-if

Sylvia was too independent to give them that

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

idea what Clare was thinking. She took the

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