The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Fortune 9

Chapter 9

The astral body belonged to Sebastian-he looked like the guy Mason had seen outside the Locke residence in the daytime,

It was just that Sebastian had been comatose and on a stretcher in the day. He'd been pale and skinny. This astral body wasn't like that, though. His hair was combed back neach, and he had a broad forehead His features were chiseled He had a tall nose, and his lips were pursed slightly

His looked a little empty because he was nothing but an astral body, and the mole beneath his right eye seemed to make his features a little softer

Madison had seen countless good-looking people after loving two lives. None of them combined arrogance and rothlessness with devilishness as well as Sebastian did. It was as if the adjectives had come into existence because of him

"So, you can see me." Sebastian floated over to her and stopped before her.

She nodded. "Yes, I can."

"Not only can you see me, but you can also get rid of the things that have been plaguing me "

"That was ghostly energy" Madison sat down.

Sebastian didn't say anything

She looked at him, her eyes glinting with interest.

He was an oddity-he had golden light all around him and was enveloped in auspicious energy. He was supposed to be someone with massive good karma and fortune, yet there was deathly energy all around him, and he didn't have long to live. How interesting!

"System, how much fortune can someone like him provide me Madison asked.

"Much more than a regular individual can, of course He's a Chosen One, just like Rebecca"

Madison smirked, "You're mveloped by ghostly energy, and your soul is unable to return to your body. If you drag this on any longer, you won't have long to live."

Sebastian asked, "Do you have a way to fix that?

She blinked and palled out a talisman. "You can try this and see whether it does anything"

mouth, the talisman litted from her hand and headed toward Sebastian. When it came into contact with his astral

bed when his eyes suddenly flew open. He turned his head slightly and was pleasantly

force pulled hum back from behind. Before he knew it,

sat on the bed and smiled perfunctorily at him. "How

but put

anything else. He continued, "Can you help return

at him "Not

"Why?"

enough energy" she sounded

and floated toward the

rationality emce there's too much ghostly energy around you. "When that happens, you'll start attacking humans. And

Sebastian silently lasted back.

with the auspicious energy surrounding you, that moms you're destined for good things. "Hath of these come together to man that you're supposed to be someone important and influential in the olden days, you probably would've been along who would bring prosperity to the land and

however, your soul can't him to your physical body, shortening your lifespan. Duping the period your soul is out of your body, if the ghostly energy makes you lose your rationality and hurt someone, righteous cultivators will come to

actually a complex way of tricking the heavens. Opce whoever is behind this succeeds with their plan, not only will you

Madison, his emotions remaining in

She continued, "The spell has already been cast, and I'm lacking spiritul energy. I can't help you break

body clean. Iran also guarantee that I'll help your soul return to your physical body before your lifespan ends." She'd made

at her. "What

seriously. By helping you, I'm causing something to happen- the effect is that you'll repay me

looked around her bedroom. "You're

much money." Madison couldn't help thinking what a skeptic

much do you

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depends on how much you want to

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one thing, though. She wasn't short on cash, but she was short on karma

a while. "I don't have

can always repay me when your soul is back

up. She opened her eyes groggily to see Sebastian standing by the window. He had his hands behind his back as the moonlight permeated his astral body.

soul return to his body. What was there to be so serrowful and pensive about? Sebastian didn't miss her actions, but he didn't turn to look at her, either. His gaze was focused on the villa next door-the lights

the room he was looking at lay his physical body. Half a year ago, he'd gotten into an accident, and the doctors had concluded that he was brain-dead