Given the Harper family's persistence, there was no way the Divination Association could avoid a thorough investigation. Seeing that Randolph wouldnât back down, the official left, courteously escorted out by Randolph, who, for the moment, had ceased his protests.Valarie carefully placed the multicolored stone inside a small protective pouch before securing it around Brandon's neck. Though he felt a slight relief after putting it on, the bad luck continued. As the official had warned, his misfortune was too severe for one artifact to fully contain.Randolph tried every connection he had, attempting to borrow a second artifact, but came up empty-handed. Time slipped by, and evening approached before they could find any further solutions.By the time Richard and Grace arrived at the hospital, they were met with the weary faces of their parents. Feeling guilty for everything his father had gone through, Richard bowed his head. "Dad, Mom, I'm so sorry you had to go through this today."
Richard glanced at Grace with clear disapproval. âThis whole mess was caused by Olivia and Brandon. What does any of it have to do with Lindsay?âHe could tell that recent events, and the embarrassment caused by their sons, had left his wife feeling bitter. It seemed she had begun to project that frustration onto Lindsay, despite the situation having little to do with her.Grace crossed her arms defensively. âIf it wasnât for her ongoing fight with Olivia, Brandon wouldnât have gotten involved. Heâs her brother. Doesnât she owe him some consideration now that heâs in this condition?âRichard frowned. âWhat exactly are you trying to say?âValarie, who had been quietly listening, finally spoke up, her displeasure clear. âI see it differently. Itâs Olivia and your son who started the trouble, and all Lindsay did was defend herself. Are you really looking to embarrass yourselves even more?âGrace shifted uncomfortably, feeling the sting of her mother-in-lawâs words. âIâm just thinking abou
Recently, Grace had been spending more time with Abby, often meeting up for outings. Over time, Richard noticed that Grace's anger towards their biological daughter had deepened. Abby had always disliked Lindsay and showed more favoritism towards Olivia. She must have been stirring up trouble and egging Grace on whenever they met. With time, Grace was bound to be influenced.Grace, clearly annoyed, said, "You even want to control who I make friends with? Aren't you going too far? What's wrong with me getting along with Mrs. Ford and spending more time with her?"Richard felt cornered. "I just think there's something off about her. Her intentions in getting close to you don't seem good. That's why I'm trying to give you a heads-up."Grace didn't believe him at all. "I think you're overthinking it. Weâve always had a decent relationship. Weâre just closer now, thatâs all.""What do you men know about womenâs matters? Don't interfere." She now had plenty to talk about with Abby. Jenny wa
Lindsay thought about it for a while and figured that if Grace was coming to find her, it was probably for Brandon. The only thing she could want would be the artifact in her possession.Alex saw her reply and couldnât help but smile wryly. His sister was indeed sharp and saw right through it.He sent a voice message, repeating what the head of the Divination Association had told them. "Mom just wants to borrow the artifact from you to suppress Brandonâs condition."Lindsay replied, "Tell her not to waste her energy."Seeing that message, Alex knew right away that she wouldnât lend it out. It didnât surprise himâhis sister could be ruthless when she wanted to be."We canât convince her otherwise, not even Dad can stop her... sigh," Alex added. When their momâs temper flared, she wouldnât listen to anyone.Lindsay didnât seem to care. "Then let her come. Iâm not going to do her any favors."Alex recalled the conversation between their parents at the hospital and decided to warn her, "M
Grace held back her anger and said, "It'll only take a few minutes. I have something important to discuss with you."Lindsay sat back down in her seat. "Fine, go ahead."The livestream was on, and Lindsay was fully aware of itâshe was doing this on purpose.Grace was about to speak when her assistant whispered something in her ear. Her expression changed, and she subtly shifted her body to turn away from the camera.Then she looked at Lindsay. "Can we talk outside?"In her rush to find Lindsay, she had almost forgotten that this was a live-streamed variety show. She didnât want to be on camera, much less discuss such personal matters in front of an audience.Lindsay, however, refused. "If it's important, say it here. If not, then donât say anything."Graceâs expression darkened. "Itâs because itâs important that we need to talk privately."She emphasized, "Itâs not appropriate in front of the camera."Lindsay just smiled. "Unless it's something shady, whatâs wrong with saying it on cam
After Lindsay left, the other guests quickly followed, leaving only Alex standing there awkwardly. He spoke briefly to the production staff, and they soon shifted the cameras away from that area. Alex then walked over to Grace, saying, "Mom, since Lindsay wonât lend it, letâs just drop it."Grace shot him a cold glare, her expression dark. "How can you be so heartless? The one lying in bed is your fourth brother. Are you hanging around Lindsay all the time just to learn how to be cold and ruthless?"Unable to contain her frustration toward Lindsay, Grace directed it at Alex instead.Alex sighed in exasperation. "Even if we need help, it has to be something sheâs willing to do! Weâve wronged Lindsay enough as it is, so why do you keep trying to guilt-trip her? Brandonâs situation isnât Lindsayâs fault. Why donât you go find Olivia? Sheâs the one who caused all this, maybe she can fix it. After all, whoeverâs behind her is no easy target."Right now, all Alex felt toward Lindsay was gui
Justin added, "My momâs been trying to get me to help Olivia and distance myself from Lindsay. Sheâs also said plenty of nasty things about Lindsay. This time, not only did I ignore her, but I even pushed back. It probably pissed her off, and now sheâs taking it out on Lindsay."Alex, clearly upset, said, "You should talk to her and tell her to stop fixating on Lindsay. Lindsay hasnât done anything to provoke her. Itâs ridiculous."He was frustrated that Justinâs mom had been stirring up trouble, making Grace even more difficult to deal with.Justin nodded. "Alright, after the show is over, Iâll have a talk with her."He also felt his mom was acting out of line. Back when he liked Lindsay, her disapproval at least made sense. But now that Lindsay had kicked him to the curb, his momâs continued obsession was baffling.Although they were speaking softly, Lindsay and Benedict, walking ahead, heard every word.Lindsay found the situation with Abby baffling as well. A woman who fawned over
In the vibrant district of the historic town, the streets were lined with vintage boutiques and various artisan stalls. Lindsay's group visited the townâs administration office and rented a temporary booth.Alex and Justin eagerly borrowed a table and chairs, setting up the booth. Following Lindsay's instructions, they also bought a piece of white fabric and worked together to create a simple sign. The production team provided markers and other supplies.Lindsay glanced over at Benedict and said, "Benedict, Iâll let you handle writing the banner."She was eager to observe his writing and the energy he gave off while doing it.Benedict sighed inwardlyâthis girl was constantly trying to test him. After a momentâs thought, he nodded. "Alright, Iâll write it."He grabbed a marker, uncapped it, and wrote in bold letters across the white fabric: âFortune Telling, Divination, and Tarot Readings.âLindsay watched him closely, noticing the fluidity of his movements as he wrote, his posture exud
In the vibrant district of the historic town, the streets were lined with vintage boutiques and various artisan stalls. Lindsay's group visited the townâs administration office and rented a temporary booth.Alex and Justin eagerly borrowed a table and chairs, setting up the booth. Following Lindsay's instructions, they also bought a piece of white fabric and worked together to create a simple sign. The production team provided markers and other supplies.Lindsay glanced over at Benedict and said, "Benedict, Iâll let you handle writing the banner."She was eager to observe his writing and the energy he gave off while doing it.Benedict sighed inwardlyâthis girl was constantly trying to test him. After a momentâs thought, he nodded. "Alright, Iâll write it."He grabbed a marker, uncapped it, and wrote in bold letters across the white fabric: âFortune Telling, Divination, and Tarot Readings.âLindsay watched him closely, noticing the fluidity of his movements as he wrote, his posture exud
Justin added, "My momâs been trying to get me to help Olivia and distance myself from Lindsay. Sheâs also said plenty of nasty things about Lindsay. This time, not only did I ignore her, but I even pushed back. It probably pissed her off, and now sheâs taking it out on Lindsay."Alex, clearly upset, said, "You should talk to her and tell her to stop fixating on Lindsay. Lindsay hasnât done anything to provoke her. Itâs ridiculous."He was frustrated that Justinâs mom had been stirring up trouble, making Grace even more difficult to deal with.Justin nodded. "Alright, after the show is over, Iâll have a talk with her."He also felt his mom was acting out of line. Back when he liked Lindsay, her disapproval at least made sense. But now that Lindsay had kicked him to the curb, his momâs continued obsession was baffling.Although they were speaking softly, Lindsay and Benedict, walking ahead, heard every word.Lindsay found the situation with Abby baffling as well. A woman who fawned over
After Lindsay left, the other guests quickly followed, leaving only Alex standing there awkwardly. He spoke briefly to the production staff, and they soon shifted the cameras away from that area. Alex then walked over to Grace, saying, "Mom, since Lindsay wonât lend it, letâs just drop it."Grace shot him a cold glare, her expression dark. "How can you be so heartless? The one lying in bed is your fourth brother. Are you hanging around Lindsay all the time just to learn how to be cold and ruthless?"Unable to contain her frustration toward Lindsay, Grace directed it at Alex instead.Alex sighed in exasperation. "Even if we need help, it has to be something sheâs willing to do! Weâve wronged Lindsay enough as it is, so why do you keep trying to guilt-trip her? Brandonâs situation isnât Lindsayâs fault. Why donât you go find Olivia? Sheâs the one who caused all this, maybe she can fix it. After all, whoeverâs behind her is no easy target."Right now, all Alex felt toward Lindsay was gui
Grace held back her anger and said, "It'll only take a few minutes. I have something important to discuss with you."Lindsay sat back down in her seat. "Fine, go ahead."The livestream was on, and Lindsay was fully aware of itâshe was doing this on purpose.Grace was about to speak when her assistant whispered something in her ear. Her expression changed, and she subtly shifted her body to turn away from the camera.Then she looked at Lindsay. "Can we talk outside?"In her rush to find Lindsay, she had almost forgotten that this was a live-streamed variety show. She didnât want to be on camera, much less discuss such personal matters in front of an audience.Lindsay, however, refused. "If it's important, say it here. If not, then donât say anything."Graceâs expression darkened. "Itâs because itâs important that we need to talk privately."She emphasized, "Itâs not appropriate in front of the camera."Lindsay just smiled. "Unless it's something shady, whatâs wrong with saying it on cam
Lindsay thought about it for a while and figured that if Grace was coming to find her, it was probably for Brandon. The only thing she could want would be the artifact in her possession.Alex saw her reply and couldnât help but smile wryly. His sister was indeed sharp and saw right through it.He sent a voice message, repeating what the head of the Divination Association had told them. "Mom just wants to borrow the artifact from you to suppress Brandonâs condition."Lindsay replied, "Tell her not to waste her energy."Seeing that message, Alex knew right away that she wouldnât lend it out. It didnât surprise himâhis sister could be ruthless when she wanted to be."We canât convince her otherwise, not even Dad can stop her... sigh," Alex added. When their momâs temper flared, she wouldnât listen to anyone.Lindsay didnât seem to care. "Then let her come. Iâm not going to do her any favors."Alex recalled the conversation between their parents at the hospital and decided to warn her, "M
Recently, Grace had been spending more time with Abby, often meeting up for outings. Over time, Richard noticed that Grace's anger towards their biological daughter had deepened. Abby had always disliked Lindsay and showed more favoritism towards Olivia. She must have been stirring up trouble and egging Grace on whenever they met. With time, Grace was bound to be influenced.Grace, clearly annoyed, said, "You even want to control who I make friends with? Aren't you going too far? What's wrong with me getting along with Mrs. Ford and spending more time with her?"Richard felt cornered. "I just think there's something off about her. Her intentions in getting close to you don't seem good. That's why I'm trying to give you a heads-up."Grace didn't believe him at all. "I think you're overthinking it. Weâve always had a decent relationship. Weâre just closer now, thatâs all.""What do you men know about womenâs matters? Don't interfere." She now had plenty to talk about with Abby. Jenny wa
Richard glanced at Grace with clear disapproval. âThis whole mess was caused by Olivia and Brandon. What does any of it have to do with Lindsay?âHe could tell that recent events, and the embarrassment caused by their sons, had left his wife feeling bitter. It seemed she had begun to project that frustration onto Lindsay, despite the situation having little to do with her.Grace crossed her arms defensively. âIf it wasnât for her ongoing fight with Olivia, Brandon wouldnât have gotten involved. Heâs her brother. Doesnât she owe him some consideration now that heâs in this condition?âRichard frowned. âWhat exactly are you trying to say?âValarie, who had been quietly listening, finally spoke up, her displeasure clear. âI see it differently. Itâs Olivia and your son who started the trouble, and all Lindsay did was defend herself. Are you really looking to embarrass yourselves even more?âGrace shifted uncomfortably, feeling the sting of her mother-in-lawâs words. âIâm just thinking abou
Given the Harper family's persistence, there was no way the Divination Association could avoid a thorough investigation. Seeing that Randolph wouldnât back down, the official left, courteously escorted out by Randolph, who, for the moment, had ceased his protests.Valarie carefully placed the multicolored stone inside a small protective pouch before securing it around Brandon's neck. Though he felt a slight relief after putting it on, the bad luck continued. As the official had warned, his misfortune was too severe for one artifact to fully contain.Randolph tried every connection he had, attempting to borrow a second artifact, but came up empty-handed. Time slipped by, and evening approached before they could find any further solutions.By the time Richard and Grace arrived at the hospital, they were met with the weary faces of their parents. Feeling guilty for everything his father had gone through, Richard bowed his head. "Dad, Mom, I'm so sorry you had to go through this today."
Hearing their words, the hope that had briefly flickered in Brandonâs eyes quickly faded, leaving him more devastated than before. "Grandfather, I know I was wrong," he muttered, finally realizing the truth. His foster sister had been nothing but troubleâfar from trustworthy, she had been a constant source of harm. Meanwhile, his real sister, though harsh and distant, had proven to be far more reliable. Regret gnawed at him deeply.Randolph sighed, his voice heavy with disappointment. âKnowing youâre wrong doesnât change anything. Itâs too late now.âTurning back to the two mystics, Randolph asked, âIf you canât break the curse directly, could you at least help suppress his misfortune? Maybe with a protective charm or some kind of mystical object?âDespite his frustration with his grandsonâs foolishness, he couldnât just leave him to suffer.Both mystics exchanged uneasy glances. âWe donât have the ability to suppress his bad luck with charms.ââFor something like that, youâd need t