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    Molly was on the phone and didn’t hear Vera’s warning. She also didn’t notice the approaching


    speeding car.


    And just like that, the car hit her.


    A streak of blood flowed through the air as Molly’s body flew into the air before crashing


    heavily to the ground.


    Everything happened so fast.


    Vera’s face turned pale as she witnessed the scene.


    Skr heard about Molly’s ident an hourter.


    The video of the ident was already trending online, and almost everyone could see it.


    Molly didn’t make it to the hospital, and she passed away on the way.


    The ident happened too quickly, and the driver was arrested on the spot. They said the


    driver was drunk.


    It seemed like a tragic ident, but Skr felt something was not right. Joe had just called her, and


    now Molly was suddenly dead.


    Though shocking, it didn’t have much of an impact. The person they suspected was very cautious.


    Each call with Molly had been through inte–based services, making them


    untraceable.


    Moreover, Molly had never met this person in Jipsburg. Any packages she received were always


    sent without a return address.


    But now,


    e needed to meet Edwin to go through all of Molly’s belongings. Skr couldn’t


    afford to be seen at the moment.


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    Just then, Vera called Skr.


    “I was there when Molly’s ident happened. I met her at the café today. We had some dealings—


    would you be interested?” Vera asked.


    Then, Skr replied, “I’m not interested in your business with her.”


    “I’m giving you a chance to make some money, but you’re turning it down?


    “Molly gave me a statue, but it’s cursed. She promised me that my wishes woulde true if I


    epted it. But you can imagine the result–I was deceived. Can you help me get rid of the statue?


    Just name your price.”


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    Vera had alreadye to terms with the situation. Molly was dead, and no amount of anger would


    change that.


    Skr paused for a moment before saying, “Send me a photo of the statue. I’ll take a look.”


    “Alright.”


    A few minutester, Vera sent a photo.


    Skr examined it and frowned.


    It was indeed a cursed object, but at the same time, it wasn’t. The statue could instill a belief that


    wishes woulde true, but it was only that a belief.


    It wasn’t dangerous or life–threatening. Keeping it around wouldn’t do any harm.


    It seemed like the person behind this didn’t intend to harm Vera after all.


    Just as Skr was lost in thought, Rowan called.


    “Skr, is it true that Minerva is going to study abroad?” he asked.


    Skr replied, “Yes, she told me.”


    “She’s going to cut ties with me, isn’t she? Am I really that much of a jerk? She said she’d


    never forgive me, didn’t she?” Rowan’s voice trembled slightly.