Chapter 27
The red threads had been severed!
"Impossible! Mr. Lester said no one except him could cut the red threads!" Camila shouted hysterically as she picked up a few strands of red threads—which were slowly losing their color—from the floor.
Jordan poked his head out from behind a bodyguard. "That Mr. Lester must be a fraud. Ms. Madison here is a real expert of mystic arts… Gah!"
He let out a yelp of horror at that moment.
Following that, the sounds of people gasping could be heard in the living room.
The red threads in Camila's hands dissolved and transformed into dark red blood. In the blink of an eye, Camila was sitting in a huge puddle of blood.
At the same time, she aged drastically. Her hair turned gray, and wrinkles appeared on her skin. It was as though decades had passed for her when the process only took a few seconds.
"Ah! What's happening to me? Why is this happening?" Camila felt around her wrinkly face anxiously. Then, she looked at her shriveled hands.
When she opened
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