Chapter 3%
“Are you sure there’s nothing wrong with the birth details you gave me?”
“A person’s birth chart is fixed from the moment they’re bom. It’s completely unique and one of a kind “%
“To ensure a smooth birth of your offspring, both of your charts must be written into the wedding contract, then burned and offered to the
spirit medium. That’s the only way to guarantee the ritual goes off without a hitch “%
“If any accidents happen due to your negligence, I won’t refund a single cent of the $8000 #
Flynn quickly assured me, “Don’t worry, Miss. The birth chart is absolutely correct”
“As for everything else, I’ve also instructed them according to your requirements. I guarantee there won’t be any mishaps “%
Seeing his sincerity, I found it hard to say anything more.
I simply took the talisman paper with Marc’s birth details and shut the door behind me.
The moment the door shut. The room’s temperature plummeted. Chills ran down the back of my neck.
I frowned and began inspecting the room, as usual
Soon, I realized something was off.
To best preserve a corpse. The room’s temperature and humidity must be strictly controlled within a specific range.
I was long accustomed to such a gloomy and eerie environment. But the thing that felt off was.
A pair of eyes in the room seemed to be watching me silently
I dare not take it lightly.
Following my grandmother’s methods, I began to investigate the room.
I took out my compass and activated the detector hidden inside.
Times were advancing.
Combining traditional techniques with modern technology was the best way to ensure everything went perfectly.
I carefully checked every corner of the room.
As expected, I found the problem.
A miniature camera was tucked between two books.
I pretended to accidentally knock the books over!
After confirming that there were no other monitoring devices, I felt a little relieved.
The corpse herder profession was rare and mysterious. Many clients were inquisitive about me. However, the Hernandez Family was the trickiest I’d encountered.W
To make sure they couldn’t spy on me again, I lit some incense and changed into my attire. This included a gilded mask that covered my entire face.
And a red bellyband designed to make a dead person’s blood flow.
Once everything was ready, I strolled to Marc’s bedside and softly chanted.”
“Fate brought us together.“W
“I don’t know for sure if you’re the one I’ve been waiting for, but after tonight, we’ll be husband and wife,”
“I’ll bear your children and you’ll help me grow old in peace.”
Saying such affectionate words to a corpse in a bloody room, if it were an ordinary person, they would have been scared crazy.
But after so many years in this profession, I’ve seen all kinds of corpses.M
Compared to accident or suicide victims, Marc was at least intact.
I just couldn’t figure out why the incense wouldn’t light today.
After three incense sticks broke in a row, I gradually began to feel uneasy. Working at such a scarlet crime scene really affected my mood. I should not have been soft–hearted earlier. I should have added more money.W
Finally, after much effort, the incense lit. I flicked it three times and burned the marriage certificate to ashes.”
Despite my unease, not a single ritual step could be omitted.
After all, the dead were the hardest to fool in this world.
Now, my priority was to finish quickly and then clean up this room./
With that thought, I pulled Marc’s quilt back sequentially from bottom to top.
Long legs, strong muscles.
Fair and firm skin.
It turned out the billionaire’s son was really different.
Even after being dead for so long, his skin still puts ours to shame.
“My love, I’m here to serve you.”
“Please, for all my hard work, make sure I successfully bear an heir for the Hernandez Family.“W
As I spoke, I followed our family’s secret technique and started massaging from his ankles upward.
2:19 PM
Wealthy families really did things efficiently.
Even after being dead for so long, Marc’s skin was still warm and elastic. That saved me a lot of trouble.
But when I got to his chest, I suddenly froze. Right in the middle of his chest was a very familiar cinnabar mole.
My heart skipped a beat.
I quickly pulled back the blanket covering Marc’s head.
The moment I clearly saw the deceased, I gasped.
