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.

said to come to her before Ivan’s health took a

was fuming after

come with me to

the old lady sat a practitioner with brows longer than his beard. He had his eyes closed for

mortal world. I have already made an exception

my ungrateful

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

go with you and check out the kid who made these

Master Sullivan’s change of heart, Karen brought him

breakfast, Lilly looked

you think the boy will

dream she had this morning. The ghost in the dream

a ghost if he died. For all she knew, he would come into

a corner, scribbling

out? I can teach

remember what I taught you yesterday? The five practices of spiritualism – Cultivation, Medicine, Destiny,

replied, “I

her

was even done talking

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

Lilly, and Lilly listened intently. There was no

try and look into Ivan’s

Lilly immediately looked around.

Fortune-telling… Pendulum…

little girl got these two

to the artificial pond and fished out a tortoise

“Ha!”

tortoise onto

tortoise tumbled and rolled

poor tortoise

a loss for

art of divination, but nothing was said about using a tortoise, and a live one at

What was she doing?

Lilly kneeled before the

speechless. “What

isn’t dead, and he’s heading our

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

down on all fours and got to the tortoise’s eye

up a struggle, the tortoise craned its neck and bit on

exclaimed, “Ah! There will be a turn of

Pablo had no words.

be an unexpected twist to the

irritably did the math before shooting Lilly with a

It seemed to

a roaring engine came from

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