As the ambulance pulled away, taking Parker to safety, Lilly turned her attention to Madam Fowler. The bad aura that had plagued her seemed to dissipate under Lilly's touch as if a heavy burden had been lifted.
Parker had to be saved. After all, the God of Battle couldn't bear the weight of tarnish on his name because of a mere lackey like Parker. He didn't deserve it.
Pablo lifted his hand, twirling a strand of aura between his fingertips, sensing its essence. "Look at her swollen eyelids, on the verge of tears," he observed. "And this aura carries a faint familiarity. Perhaps the entity that clung to her before was a crying spirit."
Those crying spirits were cunning, always slipping away whether it was their encounter or that of Chris.
Once again, they had failed to capture them!
Lilly, ever optimistic, turned the tables to offer comfort. "It's alright, Master. I believe we'll catch her next time!"
Pablo suddenly fell silent.
If even Little Hades spoke of "next time," then surely the next time would guarantee success.
Lilly, in her unwavering enthusiasm, sought to soothe Auntie Fowler once more. "Auntie Fowler, don't worry. Look, I have a powerful fertility spell right here. It's incredibly effective. Would you be interested?"
Blake, Grace, and Pablo remained silent, their minds filled with confusion.
Madam Fowler froze for a moment, but then Lilly's sincere yet childlike demeanor broke the tension, coaxing a genuine smile from her. Nodding, she replied, "Sure, how much does it cost?"
Madam Fowler didn't even bother questioning the effectiveness of the spell. At least Lilly's presence today provided some relief for her. She had a feeling that her time was running short, and every moment counted.
So she didn't inquire about the spell's efficacy. Even if it cost a billion, she was willing to pay—money was the least of her concerns.
In the end, she would set aside some money for herself, just enough to cover her meals and donate the rest. It would save the Ferguson family from their constant scheming. It was about time she took matters into her own hands.
A sense of relief washed over Madam Fowler.
When Lilly held up a finger, Madam Fowler chuckled, "A billion, huh? Alright then!"
"Come on, give Auntie the account details."
This time it was Lilly who was taken aback.
Wait, she said ten thousand, not a billion!
Although a billion was an unimaginable sum of money—truly, an astronomical amount!
However, Lilly knew she couldn't ask for that much.
She mustered up the courage and said, "Auntie Fowler, my dad told us not to be bad people. This talisman only costs a million... No, just a hundred thousand will do."
The talisman paper was purchased by Anthony, and Lilly had drawn the spell on it. Anthony assured her that the production cost was minimal, so she shouldn't worry.
A production cost of fifty cents, and selling it for a hundred thousand would already be pushing the limits of her conscience!
It had to be said that when it came to money, Lilly had a clear understanding...
Madam Fowler didn't say anything. After obtaining Lilly's account details, she transferred a billion and advised Lilly to expect the payment within the next couple of days.
Lilly hugged her toy phone with glee.
She had made money—exactly one hundred thousand!
Now she could afford to replace five door locks if needed. She could afford it!
"Oh, by the way, Auntie Fowler, wait a moment! I have an incredibly potent remedy..." Lilly noticed Blake giving her a glance, so she quickly changed her words. "It's a remedy passed down from my grandmother. It's incredibly powerful! It can cure any ailment!"
"You see, my grandmother can even do aerobics now. I'll write it down for you right away," Lilly exclaimed.
Madam Fowler now knew Lilly's true identity and was aware that Old Mrs. Crawford's legs had indeed healed.
"Really?" Overwhelmed with joy and gratitude, she exclaimed, "Thank you!"
So, does that mean she still has a chance to conceive a child with her husband?
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