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 and fell

they say you lose your teeth really last when you

couldn't stop himself from making another mocking remark. Yet, the horrible sight of

in his embrace to prevent her from

have seen him as only

bodyguards and maids in the Inding room couldn't stand the sight

Camila. When she was just one step away from where the puddle

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

last hope for

Camila stand at Madison with a

woman like her any hope? You should just let her

as

silent as he wondered if Vicent might

tone of birth, horoscope, and an item from

voice was low and rough.

any other choice?" Madison

left. If you don't find that

way she looked right now. She struggled to her feet and slowly headed for the front door while blood dripped from her