Filed to story: Eight Uncles Beloved Treasure
Holding Ivan tightly in her arms, Melody asked, “Are we going to see Lilly?”
She had heard about the young heiress’ connection with the Crawfords.
Colton questioned, “Do you trust the girl?”
If Melody answered negatively, Colton would turn the car around and take Ivan home.
To his surprise, Melody firmly replied, “I trust her.”
This was because the girl had brought the boy back.
Lilly had also mentioned to come to her before Ivan’s health took a turn for the worse.
…
Meanwhile, Karen was fuming after the call.
“Master Sullivan, can you come with me to the Crawfords’ residence?”
Next to the old lady sat a practitioner with eyebrows longer than his beard. He had his eyes closed, taking a rest.
He arrogantly uttered, “I don’t usually interfere with the mortal world. I have already made an exception by coming here with you.”
Karen devoutly nodded her head. “Yes, I understand. It’s all my ungrateful son’s fault. I can’t believe he’s going to see a child.”
She anxiously and helplessly relayed what Colton had said before bringing up the idea of restoring Master Sullivan’s shrine and doing good deeds to repay him.
Master Sullivan said, “Fine. It was fate that brought us together. I’ll go with you and check out the kid who came up with these nonsensical ideas.”
Grateful for Master Sullivan’s change of heart, Karen brought him to the Crawfords’ residence.
…
After breakfast, Lilly stared out blankly.
“Master, do you think the boy will be okay?”
She couldn’t shake off the dream she had that morning. The ghost in the dream simply stared at her without saying a word.
Lilly believed that the ghost might actually become a ghost if he died. For all she knew, he would come into her dreams every night just to stare at her…
Pablo sat cross-legged in a corner, scribbling something in a notebook. He offhandedly remarked,
“Are you interested in finding out? I can teach you how to read his fortune.
“Do you remember what I taught you yesterday? The five practices of spiritualism – Cultivation, Medicine, Destiny, Prophecy, and
Observation.”
Lilly replied, “I do… I guess.”
Pablo gave her a skeptical look.
She had fallen asleep before he even finished talking yesterday. “Remember,” his *ss.
Pablo continued, “Destiny is all about reading the stars and signs to deduce a person’s fortune. Prophecy is the art of divination to predict the future…”
He took his time to explain the basics to Lilly, and Lilly listened intently. It was unclear whether she truly understood it, though.
“Now, can you try and look into Ivan’s future?”
Lilly immediately looked around.
Fortune-telling… Pendulum…
The little girl had these two things in mind.
With her eyes lighting up, she ran to the artificial pond and retrieved a tortoise that was basking in the sun.
“Ha!”
Lilly threw the tortoise onto the grass.
The tortoise tumbled and rolled around, ending up upside down.
The poor tortoise was confused.
Pablo was at a loss for words.
A pendulum or a dome-shaped object could be used for divination, but nothing was said about using a tortoise, especially a live one.
What was she doing?
Looking serious, Lilly knelt before the tortoise. “Hm… Is that so…”
Pablo was speechless. “What do you mean?”
Lilly responded, “The boy isn’t dead, and he’s coming our way.
“There’s also a scammer… Oh, the poor boy! He might not make it…”
She got down on all fours and positioned herself at eye level with the tortoise.
Struggling, the tortoise stretched its neck and bit on the grass to flip itself over.
Lilly exclaimed, “Ah! There will be a turn of events!”
Pablo had no words.
What the hell? Was that supposed to be an unexpected twist in the boy’s fate?
Pablo angrily calculated the numbers before giving Lilly a surprised look.
“Huh? It seemed to be true.”
At that moment, the sound of a roaring engine could be heard from outside the Crawford Mansion.
Lilly stood up, brushed off her clothes, and hurriedly ran outside.
The voices of Hugh and Bettany echoed through the hallway. “Mr. Shaw… How is Ivan doing?”
“Lilly is here. Margaret, please go and fetch Lilly for us…”
Lilly hurriedly responded, “I’m coming, Granny!”
Bettany held onto the little girl and said, “Slow down. Why did you get here so quickly?”
Lilly turned her gaze towards Colton and the woman beside him who was carrying Ivan.
“The turtle told me that Ivan was coming, so I came running.”
Bettany and Hugh were confused. What turtle?
The moment Melody saw Lilly, she felt as if the girl was her lifeline.
“Lilly, please save Ivan…”
Nothing was more heartwarming than a parent’s love. Melody was lost.
Ivan lay motionless in her arms.
Lilly rushed into the house, shouting, “Come in quickly!”
