Chapter 685 Her World

The middle–aged man gave a slight nod, passed Lysander a pen, and smiled warmly. “Miss, feel free to write down any word that comes to mind, in one fluid motion.”

With a sense of resignation, Lysander swiftly wrote the word ‘medicine‘ onto a piece of paper. “What do you see?”

The middle–aged man took the paper, glanced at it, and asked, “Miss, which aspect would you like to know about?”

“My career.”

She didn’t believe in the calamity he mentioned. Besides, she couldn’t believe one could avoid it just from a prediction if there were one to begin with.

If she had to listen to his nonsense, she’d rather hear about her career. Fortune–telling con artists rarely speak ill of one’s career.

“Medicine… You must be a doctor. That’s great. Healing the sick is a virtuous deed. However, the word deals with diseases. Besides, those who stand out from the crowd are targeted first. Judging by your complexion, it’s already affecting you.”

It turned out the middle–aged man was an educated con artist. He managed to circle back to the calamity he mentioned and spoke badly about Lysander’s situation.

Josiah’s expression grew increasingly stern as he listened, his anxiety spurring him to grasp Lysander’s hand. “Are you suggesting that her upcoming disaster is related to her profession?”

“That should be it.”

“Can it be resolved?”

will do the trick.” The middle–aged man rummaged through his large bag, producing a tangled string

pendants were clearly cheap plastic imitations. Even someone with no experience could tell they weren’t real emeralds.

trinkets. However, he had

this. Though its

ten,” Josiah interrupted the middle–aged man’s

You want ten?”

do you

counted, but roughly

agreed, the middle–aged man hurriedly handed over the pendants and Look the cash before dashing off, faster than when he

the figure receding into the dist. over the pendants to Lysander, saying, “Wear it.” is suspicions confirmed. Yet, he solemnly handed

sunlight, and sighed. “Haven’t you

pendant blocked the light completely, undoubtedly a plastic imitation. Besides, it wasn’t

the veil of fate, he wouldn’t be peddling these trinkets. But sometimes it’s better to believe, even if just for peace of mind. Consider it my way of buying some

it out when he took the money,” Lysander said, feeling

regret not stocking up at

Group was being swindled twice

and said, “Wear it. If you don’t want to, just attach it to your bag as a

bracelet given by the old woman earlier, avoiding Josiah’s intense gaze. “It’s getting late. Let’s have lunch and

soon, it would be problematic not just for her conscience but for the Karen’s ability to

saying there’s a place here that serves excellent sheep offal and vegetable soup. Would

“Sure.”

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