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

"Yara, why are you

looked at her with a mix of my and jealousy, gently ruffling

interrupted, "You want to

his faint, translucent astral body couldn't hide the strong, commanding air he carried Vara had been in the tomb for thousands of years and had encountered many malevolent ghosts. Her

a step back in caution. It was an innate sense of danger that all got

lighting up with joy. "Where have you been these past few

looking for someone,"

voice. "Madison cold you not in Mender off. You'd better be

were close, Vina went over and began to

amoble genteel Tall and stately, refined and distinguished, with a comtenance

wide, questioning eyes, while Sebastian merely cast a brief, indiferent

she and out voice it aloud under Sebastian's gaze

and herbed, "You want to leave

above Sunlight filtered through, casting dappled

directly at the sunlight She couldn't feel its 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 to

she sled bittedly. "So what if I want to leave? Do you think