The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Fortune 65

Chapter 6

Redora didn'tuse any talismans this time. He waved his whisk and dashed forward, ready to take on Madison in close combat.

Before Madison could even react, Mia came flying down. "They're notbought, Madison made them herself." Sebastian also showed himself. He glanced at Madison before turning to Red Aurora "Stop lighting come with you!

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Red Aurora stopped in his tracks and assumed amatical demeanor. "In that case, let's be on our way."

Seeing the ashes on the floor, he couldn't wait to leave the Locke residence.

After so many years of cultivation, it had been ages since Red Aurora felt a pang in his heart, as if knives were stabbing into

Madison reached out to pink Sebastian back, tossing him behind her. "You don't get to decide if we're ending the fight"

net Rebecca decided to speak up at that moment. "You can't put us all in danger for your own reasons, Maddie. Even if they haven'that anyone, they re still not human. The thought of having them at home freaks me out."

Rebecca was truly scared. After seeing how Madison pulled something in the air, she sensed something and became desperate to kick Madon out of the Locke residence.

Tenya was so afraid, but she was somewhat curious.

backing op Rebecca's statement He said, "They aren't alive after all, Maddie. Isn't it a les cultivation that the dead and the Irving should go their own ways?

Malion remained quiet.

huskily said, "With the way things are, you won't be able to keep us. It's better to let the monk take us away, and

The only way to ease her family's concerns was to let ted Aurora take

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let go and held Sebastian's

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to look after them,

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