At the entrance of the villa, as a carriage came to a halt, a well-dressed and distinguished couple got out of the car.

The servant behind them first removed a wheelchair from the carriage, and then helped a young boy about ten years old into the wheelchair.

Mr. Skard, who was welcoming guests at the gate of the villa, suddenly stiffened when he saw the person coming, but he quickly adjusted it, squeezing a smile, and greeted:

"Mr. Angsaitin, Mrs. Angsaitin, and Will Jr, welcome your visit."

Mr. Angcetin, wearing a handmade formal suit and a top hat, looked at Scudder in surprise, then laughed, and said in a reproachful tone: "I didn't expect Scudder to come here to be a butler... as Old friend, why didn’t you tell me? If I hadn’t received an invitation from Senator Maht, I wouldn’t know."

What old friend? I didn’t see you so passionate when I went to find you in despair...

Mr. Skard sneered, but he did not show it. After checking the invitation handed by Mr. Onsaidin, he dutifully welcomed the three of them into the villa.

At this time, many guests had already arrived in the villa. Mr. Aung Sai Ting seemed to have seen an acquaintance, and immediately stepped forward to start a conversation. And Mrs. Angcetin also stepped into the living room for the ladies to entertain.

As for Will, who was in a wheelchair, he seemed to have been completely forgotten by them.

Mr. Skard knew that the couple didn’t like the child very much, but he didn’t expect that they would ignore him so much, so he frowned and walked forward in person and asked: "Where do you want to go? Do you want me to push Are you going to the restaurant?"

"Just put me in a quiet room." Will seemed to be accustomed to being forgotten, and while playing with the tarot cards in his hand, he gave Mr. Scarder a smile.

This smile made Mr. Scarder in a daze, he only felt like his dead son.

When he recovered, he looked at Will with a more kind look, so he pushed the wheelchair to a small room on the left side of the villa, and placed the child with inconvenient legs on the sofa in the corner. .

As he lifted his body, Mr. Scarder found that the child's left calf seemed to be thicker than the right, so it was inconvenient to move.

Sure enough, it's still weird... We shouldn't have opened that door and looked at the mural... Otherwise, we wouldn't let our children suffer such pain.

Mr. Skard sighed, looked at the kid who was skillfully playing with tarot cards, and exhorted:

"Will, this room is actually my lounge. You play here for a while, then call the servant to call me if you have anything...well, I will pick you up personally when the dinner starts."

The child named Will put down the cards in his hand, nodded obediently, raised his head and smiled: "Go ahead, Mr. Scard, I will take care of myself."

An optimistic and strong child... It is a pity that Mr. Oncetin does not seem to like him...

Mr. Skard couldn't help but recall the scene of the first meeting with this child:

It was not long after I came to Backlund, and the money he spent on him was almost the same. When he was desperate, he had to visit the house of Mr. Oncetin, the former boss, and pray that he could give himself a living job.

However, even though Mr. Angcetin received himself, he was perfunctory throughout the whole process...Finally, when he was about to leave, only this child took out a tarot card and smiled and asked himself to draw one.

But at that time, because of frustration and loss, he didn't care too much, so he just drew a righteous "justice" card.

Then the child said to himself: Sir, you will have an honorable person to help you.

And shortly after that, I met Mr. Cullen and Miss Judy, and joined the "Earth Mother" church.

Sure enough, I got the help of the nobleman.

Recalling this, Mr. Skard was very emotional. Of course, he did not think that he was just because of the child’s casual words, but this coincidence also impressed him extremely, so he laughed again before leaving the room. And asked Will:

"Can I draw another tarot card?"

The well-known child named Will shook his head and said solemnly: "Don't be greedy, otherwise there will be bad luck."

Mr. Scarder was stunned when he heard the words, and then he was dumb and didn't care. He only shook his head when the child was engaged in playing and had his own principles, and the two opened the lounge and went to work.

After Mr. Skard was gone, Will picked up the tarot card again, cut and shuffled the cards continuously, and enjoyed it. But soon, his hand suddenly stopped in the process of cutting a card.

Will looked up at the garden outside the window and an apartment farther away, and then sighed: "It's unfortunate...that foolish snake must have taken me too much luck..."

After finishing speaking, he drew an upright "sun" from the deck of cards in his hand!

...

27 Kingster Street, Jowood District.

In the house next door to the garden villa where the banquet is being held, there is a vacant bedroom on the second floor.

There was a sudden wave of fluctuations in the dark void, and an invisible door full of various complicated symbols appeared faintly~lightnovelpub.net~ Soon, a palm extended from the door.

It was an extremely pale palm without a trace of blood, and it seemed that it did not belong to a living person at all!

Just looking at it, you can feel the unparalleled malice!

But at this moment, the palm of the hand that was about to push the invisible door suddenly paused. At the same time, an inaudible voice of surprise came from the door: "The breath of '1-025' has appeared?"

As the sound faded, the pale palm of his hand retracted into the door again, and the entire invisible door disappeared completely.

...

At 28 Kingster Street, in the corner of the smoking room of the villa, Abner took out a piece of withered hair from his pocket, shook it in front of Darkwell's eyes, and asked with a faint smile:

"Do you know what this is?"

Darkwell distinguished it carefully, then his eyelids twitched and looked around with some guilty conscience, and then whispered: "That little brown-haired girl is here too? Where is she?"

"Guess?" Abner smiled brightly. For Darkwell, Judy can be called the top deterrent.

"Let's go, what do you want me to do?" Darkwell took a deep breath and asked balefully.

"Take care of your mouth, don't mess up the banquet." Abner twitched the corner of his mouth politely.

"Just for this, you actually used such a terrible thing to scare me?" Fat Pharmacist Darkwell asked incredulously.

"It seems that you have no self-knowledge!" Abner glanced at him and said.

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