Chapter 48 Save Ivan

The boy was wheeled out of the operating theater.

His black lips and sunken cheeks took the youth out of the seven-year-old child.

Melody choked with sobs. “Ivan, Mommy is taking you home.”

If he could not be saved, so be it. The little man had tubes sticking out all over his body and lay alone on the operating table.

It was hard enough for the boy.

With the car driving off, Colton turned a corner and made his way toward the Crawfords’ family home.

Melody held Ivan in anguish without paying attention to where the car was going.

A phone call came in, and Colton tapped the button to accept. Karen’s exasperated voice came from the other end of the line.

“Where are you taking Ivan, Colt?”

Colton answered in a flat tone, “The doctor said that they can’t help Ivan, so I’m taking him to the Crawfords.”

He informed his mother about what Lilly said to him yesterday.

Karen was Ivan’s grandmother and a rather superstitious old lady.

She was on the extreme end when it came to superstition as she could only dine at an auspicious time.

Nevertheless, Colton’s reply only infuriated her further. “What’s the point of seeking help from a little girl? What does she know? I found a practitioner, so come back now with Ivan/”

Colton scowled. Karen had sought many practitioners, but these people were later revealed to be shams.

He answered, “That won’t be necessary.”

Melody did not mean to eavesdrop, but Karen’s loud voice could be heard from the phone.

“What do you mean it won’t be necessary? I’m telling you to come home now! I have Master Sullivan here. Do you know who Master Sullivan is? He’s not someone who can easily be invited. Master Sullivan has reached the pinnacle of spiritualism. Do you get it? You rather believe a little girl than a true practitioner.”

Colton faintly responded, “I’m hanging up.”

He then terminated the call.

Holding Ivan tightly in her arms, Melody asked, “Are we going to see Lilly?”

She had heard about the young heiress’ union with the Crawfords.

Colton queried, “Do you trust the girl?”

If Melody gave a negative answer… Colton would turn the car around and take Ivan home.

To his surprise, Melody firmly replied, “I trust her.”

This was because the girl carried the boy back.

her before Ivan’s health

was fuming

with me to the Crawfords’

sat a practitioner with brows longer than his beard.

usually interfere with the mortal world. I have already made an exception by

devoutly nodded her head. “Yes, I understand. It’s all my ungrateful son’s fault. I can’t believe he’s going

and helplessly relayed what Colton said before bringing up restoring Master Sullivan’s shrine and doing good deeds to repay

that brought us together. I’ll go with you and check out the kid who made

for Master Sullivan’s change of heart, Karen brought

Lilly looked

do you think the boy will be

could not shake off the dream she had this morning. The ghost in the dream simply stared

become a ghost if he died. For all

a corner, scribbling something in

interested to find out? I can

five practices of spiritualism – Cultivation, Medicine, Destiny,

replied, “I do…

her a

was snoozing away before he was even

“Destiny is all about reading the stars and signs to deduce a person’s fortune. Prophecy is the art of divination to infer

to Lilly, and Lilly

and look into Ivan’s

Lilly immediately looked around.

Fortune-telling… Pendulum…

these two

pond and fished out a tortoise that was

“Ha!”

the tortoise onto

tortoise tumbled and rolled around upside down before

poor tortoise

was at a loss for

divination, but nothing was said about using a tortoise, and a live

What was she doing?

Lilly kneeled before the tortoise. “Hm… Is

“What do

“The boy isn’t dead, and he’s heading our

too… Oh, the poor boy! He might not make

all fours and got

the tortoise craned its neck and bit on the

will be a

Pablo had no words.

that supposed to be an unexpected twist to

the math before shooting Lilly with a

seemed to be the

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