The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Chapter 361

Chapter 361

Madison hummed in acknowledgment, holding the serviment-sealing glass vial as she followed Sebastian out of the study.

Outside in the hallway, Wanda and Yara were whispering to each other. Hearing the door open, they both tumed their heads in unison

Vaca's gaze immediately landed on the sentiment-sealing glass vial in Madison's hand, her brows lifting with an amused, knowing smile.

Wanda, still out of the loop, asked, "Ms. Locke, do you need me to handle anything?

Madison shook her head. For some reason, her mind felt slow, like it was lagging behind her body.

Sebastian glanced back at her. "Is my astral body still stable?"

Madisonchecked briefly and nodded. "Yes"

Sebastian's lips curled into a faint smile, the glimmer in his eyes becoming more pronounced. "I'm returning to Deatropolis tomorrow. Contact me if you need anything" Madisonmplied, "Okay"

As Sebastian descended the stairs, Madison watched his retreating figure for a moment before calling out, "Sebastian!" Sebastian paused on the steps, tuming to look at her.

"Has the sentiment-sealing glass vial stopped affecting you?" she asked, her voice steady but filled with curiosity Sebastian didn't answer immediately. Instead, he let out a soft laugh. With that laugh, his entire demeanor shifted. "Madison, aren't you confident in your own cultivation?" he replied, his tone teasing but warm.

stared at him, falling

back around and descended the remaining steps. Though his footsteps sounded the same, something about his pace felt lighter, almost carefree.

000

the sentiment-sealing glass vial in Madison's hand. "So, the vial's been undone?" "Yeah," Madison

to be undone himself?

Madison confirmed with a

was a matter of life and death, like it'd be a cement wall around his heart that

sitting on the couch downstairs

TV. Vara's next words caught in her

issue," Yara remarked, a lowing

wanted the

Wanda was puzzled.

undoing the

to send a message,"

confusion, glancing at

the vial

a shake of her head. "When they play mind games, it's terrifying. He

the hallway, her gaze locked on the vial

mapped out of her thoughts. She had even noticed Raymond standing in front

little further, trying to touch the sentiment-sealing glass vial distinctively