Chapter 187

Judy took the wooden box from the staff and calmly set down her tea. "I'll head upstairs first." Sally glanced at her, not in a good mood. "What are you gesturing about?" At that moment, she almost hated Judy to death. Ever since Judy came in, the relationship between Dominic and Clark had been getting worse, as had her relationship with them. She was simply a jinx. … Judy settled into a hot bath. The wooden box floated on the water's surface. The swollen edges gradually peeled off, revealing clear carvings. Each of the six faces had various numbers in different combinations. "13, 20, 22, 18..." Previously, she had been carefully preserving her mother's only heirloom, never finding a way to open the wooden box. But now, it seemed that the wooden box didn't need to be opened. What mattered were these numbers on top. But what did these numbers mean? "Achoo…" She sneezed, only then realizing that the water in the bathtub had cooled down. … The rain cleared the next day. Judy h