The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Fortune 27

Chapter 27

The red threads had been severed

"Impossible! Mr. Lester said no one except him could cut the red threads! Camila shouted hysterically as she picked up a few strands of red threads which were slowly losing their color-from the floor

jordan poked his head out from behind a bodyguard. "That Mr. Lester must be a fraud. Ms. Madison here is a real expert of mystic arts.. Gall

He let out a yelp of horror a chat moment.

Following that, the sounds of people gasping could be heard in the living room.

The red threads in Camila's hands dissolved and transformed into dark red blood. In the blink of an eye, Camila was sitting in a huge puddle of blood

At the same time, she aged drastically. Her hair barded gray, and wrinkles appeared on her skin. It was as though decades had passed for her when the process only took a few

seconds.

"Ah! What's happening to me? Why is this happening? Camila felt around her wrinkly face andously. Then, she looked at her shriveled hands.

mouth and spoke, some of her teeth went loose

it's true when they say you lose your teeth really last when

stop himself from making another mocking remark. Yet,

to prevent her from seeing what was

parents must have seen him as

maids in the Inding room couldn't stand the

composed. She even started walking toward Camila. When she was just one step away from where the puddle of blood was, she came to a halt "You tried to cheat the

cloudy eyes, with a trail, old body and a crooked nese, she appeared just like a witch described in tales of the

there's one last

lackluster eyes lit up instantly Camila stand at Madison with a piercing

why bother giving an end woman

him. "We'll do as

tell silent as he wondered if Vicent

cast the ader's curse must have obtained your tone of birth, horoscope, and an item from you "If you

was low and rough.

any other choice?" Madison curled

very quickly. You don't have much time left. If you don't find that person in the

struggled to her feet and slowly headed for the front door while blood dripped