The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Fortune 75

Chapter 76

Yara neither wanted to seal the tomb not allow the echaeological team to enter and protect the artifacts. With both sides at an impasse, the archaeologists resomed to trying to persuade Yanı.

However, Yara was a ghost, hence, they had no choice but to sit in front of the stone stele and explain to her the importance of the cultural artifacts.

Charles made his case, and in did Rob. Even Tyler, despite his fear, took his barn at explaining the horrors of bomb calders and the extent of their nation's artifacts that had been lost overseas. As he spoke, his anger grew, and soon, he was cursing the tomb raiders, expressing his outrage in a myriad of curse words.

Yara, who was secretly watching from behind a tree, was taken aback. She glanced down at Ma quickly covering her ears.

"Children shouldn't be bearing this," she mattered, and with that, she carried Mis hack to the quiet cottage where Madison was staying

The place was seene, and Madison was cultivating in the hills behind the cottage Yara held Mia and stood a short distance from Madison, whispering, she seem pretty powerful Mia nodded enthusiatically.

"shes," she said, counting off on her fingers "She can change people's fates, catch bad guys who kill their wives, and even stop tomb raiders

Tara's eyes lit up les she listened, feeling impressed. "How selling and fun!"

But then, she sighed

dumbfoundedly, "Yara, why are

her with a mix of my and jealousy, gently ruffling her hair. You

"You want to leave the

hide the strong, commanding air he carried Vara had been in the tomb

sight of this upright and formidable ghost made her instinctively take a step back in caution. It was an innate

him, her face lighting up with joy. "Where have you

was looking for someone," Sebastian

in Madison's direction and lowered her voice. "Madison cold you not in Mender off. You'd better be careful. She might be angry." Sebastian booked at

close, Vina went over and began to appease

and distinguished, with a comtenance as bright as

at her with wide, questioning eyes, while Sebastian merely cast a brief, indiferent

her heart, she and out voice it

her previous remark and herbed,

Sunlight filtered

warmth of its blinding brighters. As a ghost, being who had existed for thousands of years, she couldn't feel anything. Sunlight, wind, rain-nonectat mattered

of desolation, she sled bittedly. "So what if I want to leave? Do