The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Chapter 184

Chapter 184

They were all people who had seen death and dealt with countless ruthless individuals, but witnessing the earlier scene still sent

nt a chill down their spines

However, Owen maintained a stem expression. "I saw it. There's nothing to be afraid of."

The squad member was left speechless.

Owen's gaze remained fixed on the dask, eerie villa as he clenched his fists tightly. If it weren't for their incompetence, they wouldn't have let Madison talor such a riskalone ninto the house.

Inside the villa, two women dressed in light green held the vintage lanterns as they led Madison into t

Madison glanced around the villa. The intricate carvings and paintings were exquisite, but every detail exuded an eerie, unsettling vibe. They were not adomed with landscapes or flowers but with terrifying figures of souls. Each expression was remarkably lifelike, As they passed through a long corridor and maneuvered across a garden, Madison noticed that it was filled with ominous plants.

"Mr. Draven, she has arved," one of the ladies said when they arrived in front of a gazebo.

lady stood

was a controlled spirit.

looked at the pale, greenish tace, the narrowed pupils, and

was unable to hide the bloodthirsty

casually in a chair, tanning himself with a feather fan. His long hair flowed behind him, giving him a carefree vibe. Fora moment, Madison

and skillfully poured her a cup of tea. A rich

genuine Dragon's Whispertea, brewed using ancient methods. The fragrance is rich-something machine-roasted

know how to appreciate tea and neither do I want

a cultivator. Instead, he resembled a scholarly figure, exuding an air of cultured elegance mixed with a hint of rebellion. "My friend, you're truly interesting. I'm Malcolm Draven. If you're interested,

Madison's chin.

head to evade

husband or children. Your life is destined to be lonely and sorrowful. "by staying with me, you can escape this isolation and cultivate with me.

off his robe, revealing

you not satisfied with my face of

(both worlds?"

that your true form is so ugly that you can't bear to show it. You had to resort to stealing someone else's body instead. " Malcolm's

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