Chapter 608


    Mrs. Southall’s eyes were burning with rage when she looked over. She red at Arielle like thetter


    was an


    annoying ?y.


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    Arielle had her back to Malorie, but she could sense Malorie’s hostile re, anyway.


    The former instinctively sensed that something was off, so after saying thosest prayers, she walked


    to Malorie and informed, “I’ve paid my respect, Grandma, so I will return to my room now. I have ss


    tomorrow and I missed today’s sses. I need to study and catch up.”


    Cindy turned to Malorie and stared nervously.


    Arielle can’t leave. How are we going to put this show on if she leaves?


    Malorie saw the anxiety in Cindy’s eyes and knew what thetter was thinking. Hence, the former said,


    “It won’t take up much time to study, so wait until the seance is


    done.”


    Malorie’s tone and words were firm, and it was obvious that it was amand instead of a discussion.


    That got Arielle even more suspicious.


    Something is up. She is acting out of the norm. Why would she want me to stay when she never wants


    me around?


    Unfortunately, Malorie had already voiced up, so Arielle couldn’t defy her with everyone watching. The


    Even if it’s a trap, I cane up with something and deal with it on the spot.


    Arielle grinned once more aftering to that conclusion. She replied, “Okay, then let me pour you a


    ss of water, Grandma.”


    “There’s no need for that,” replied Malorie before she waved her hand and added, “Just go kneel in


    front of Shandie’s grave. It’s taboo for us to kneel because we’re older than her and are of an older


    generation. You will have to do it for us.”


    Cindy almostughed aloud.


    It’s always great when Malorie is around. I don’t even need an excuse to bully to Arielle. She can just


    Arielle’s expression stiffened for a moment, but she regained her footing quickly. She walked directly to


    the prayer mat and knelt down.


    That being said, her direction was off. She wasn’t kneeling in front of Shandie’s grave. Instead, she


    was paying respect to Maureen and the Moores.


    Neither Malorie nor Cindy noticed that. They simply felt better upon seeing how Arielle was kneeling.


    Just then, a series of footsteps echoed.


    Henrick and the psychic had arrived.


    “Here we are. Please go ahead,” said Henrick politely as he opened the door for the psychic.


    Arielle turned around. All she saw was an elderly man in a bright-colored outfit and a long beard. The


    guy looked like he was in his nies, but he still seemed


    energetic and his eyes were glowing. His f1 gure was also strong. The aura he exuded was borderline


    holy.


    Aura felt something strange. For some unknown reason, Arielle suddenly felt the need to be respectful


    to the


    guy.


    Arielle wasn’t superstitious, but she was feelingpelled. Hence, it was natural that Malorie was even


    more delighted-


    To someone like Malorie, the psychic in question was ranked slightly higher than ordinary psychics.


    Malorie stood up right away to wee the psychic. She said, “Hello, may I know how to address


    you?”


    The psychic replied humbly, “My name is Michael.”


    “Ah, Michael,” greeted Malorie with a bright smile on, “Pleasee in.”


    Michael nodded and entered.


    Henrick hurried along and said, “Thank you foring to perform a seance for my daughter. I heard


    that it is inauspicious for parents and grandparents to be present when the seance is performed in the


    mausoleum. Is that true?”


    Michael shook his head and replied, “That is not true.


    Everyone can stand at the side. The seance will be done soon.”


    “Okay, sure,” replied Henrick as he nodded. He was considerate and asked, “My wife just learned that


    she is pregnant. If you’re free, would you mind doing a reading for the unborn babyter?”