Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 127 Cursed Object

“I don’t want to be disturbed while administering the treatment, so please leave the room,” Emrys said. “Also, no one is to eavesdrop at the door. Otherwise, you’ll be held responsible if anything were to go awry.”

“Tsk. How pretentious!” Sebastian scoffed.

However, despite his outward display of contempt, he still relented and left the room with Jacqueline and Hannah.

After ensuring everyone had gone downstairs, Emrys promptly closed the door and walked to the bed.

The next second, a beam of green light shot out from between his brows and scanned the room before landing on Roger.

Thanks to the power of True Sight, Emrys could tell that the demonic energy hovering around the man had grown even more potent, and it’d undoubtedly kill him within hours.

“Well, I guess it’s your luck to have met me!” Emrys quipped.

With that, he pulled out a piece of talisman paper he had bought after receiving Jacqueline’s call and stuck it between Roger’s brows.

As he moved his fingers, a sigil appeared out of thin air and fused into the paper.

the talisman paper vanished, leaving behind

and began administering acupuncture on

later, Roger

“Dr. Lund…”

interrupted. “What you’re suffering from isn’t a sickness but demonic energy. Someone has intentionally harmed you

that, Roger turned pale with shock. He hastily sat up and tore open his pillow, only to find a piece of blood–red emerald

only the size of a palm and nestled in

be wary of those around me, Dr.

to my pillow are the housekeeper

is. All I need is for you to

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as you say, Dr. Lund,” Roger replied

the door, and the trio downstairs wasted no time running back into the room when they heard

Roger still lying motionless on the bed, they instantly went cold

you say you could treat my father’s condition? Why hasn’t he come to, then? You’re just a dirty liar!” Sebastian thundered as he marched up to Emrys to teach

latter, however, was unfazed. “I’ve already cured your father. Give it thirty minutes more, and he’ll

“Thirty minutes?” Sebastian sputtered.