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The sudden voice startled Jessie, making her shiver. She turned around to see an old man, so emaciated he looked like he was made of skin and bones.

"Dad!" Jessie pressed a hand to her chest, "Why didn't you say anything? You scared me to death."

Modis Joyce didn't even glance at her, hunched over as he entered the house. In the center of the gloomy living room, on the table, lay a black-and-white photo of a gentle-looking young woman. Modis bent down, laboriously pulling out a small chipped porcelain cup from a drawer still muddy from the yellow dirt.

Jessie pouted, "I traveled all the way back, and there's not even a decent cup in the house?"

Modis remained silent, rinsing the small cup two or three times, confirming it was clean before pouring a cup of warm water and placing it, precisely in front of the black-and-white photo.

He lowered his voice, with a tone full of lingering tenderness, "I caught a loach in the back river today; do you want it braised or steamed?"

"Deep-fried? That won't do; you have pharyngitis. Be careful, or your throat will itch again at night after eating fried food."

Ignored after a long day of travel, Jessie felt a surge of annoyance. She walked over to Modis, her voice sharp, "Mom made you promise to take care of me before she died. Now you and your granddaughter are struggling to get by, and you still want to play dumb?" Modis slowly turned around. His wrinkled face and murky eyes fixated on Jessie. "Back then, when I helped you, it was you who was never satisfied, becoming greedier and greedier, which led to today's situation."

"Dad! People aim for higher places. If it weren't for my husband's idea, relying solely on us farming and growing fruit in the countryside, how would we raise Yvette? Now she gets the best education, enjoys everything, and becomes a superior person Our family has also settled in Crescentville, and our life can only get better!"

"I also said, if you want to seize someone else's fate, you

will face retribution."

Jessie sneered, "Isn't Shakira doing well?

like a beast with sharp fangs and an ugly visage.

who smiled gently, and after a long while, slowly spoke, "What do

following Shakira's fallout with the Nelson

that

all been taken

you want to harness her good fortune, you'll need a medium for the spell. Without any items,

to cut us down!" She added. "And Yvette, she's in an awkward position with the Nelson family too, overshadowed by

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stern. Enough! Don't disturb your mother's rest!" He shot Jessie a glare

out holding two talismans. "If you manage to get that girl's personal items, place them with these talismans under Yvette's waist; it

quickly grabbed the talismans. However, she was still unsatisfied and continued to press, "How long is

eyes slowly gathering an eerie darkness, almost ghostly. "Her fate is growing ever stronger; just a kidney swap isn't enough... If you want Yvette to be

outside. The sky was hazy, and when she glanced

finished washing up and went downstairs, finding Walter and others already seated

kitchen, placing oatmeal on the table. "You didn't oversleep; the timing

about to come get you;

unusually dressed in a white

eyes twitched slightly. "We're taking the mountain path today; make sure to

couldn't help but laugh,

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