Chapter 296

Odalys stared at the news and fell silent. She could predict the future, but she couldn't save her. This was fate. Sometimes, being a good person didn't necessarily bring good rewards. Everyone's fate was different.

"How about some food?" Percival asked thoughtfully.

Odalys stood up abruptly, her brows furrowed. Before the others could react, she spurted out a mouthful of blood. Percival and Evander were startled and hurriedly rose to help her.

"Odalys, what's wrong!" Percival's hoarse voice was tinged with panic. As he helped her, Evander urgently shouted, "Doctor! Get a doctor!"

"No need," Odalys quickly stopped him.

Evander's wrinkled face was serious, his eyes full of worry. He looked at Odalys's pale face and asked in a low voice, "Did something happen?"

"It's okay," Odalys whispered.

Percival helped her sit down. After she calmed down, she said, "Just now, when Edie stopped me outside, I had a bold idea."

"She took the initiative to show kindness. She must have wanted to do something to me, so I pretended to obey her," Odalys whispered. Hearing her mention Edie, Percival and Evander's faces darkened slightly. Edie seemed to be family, but in reality, she stirred up trouble behind their backs.

"You used yourself as bait?" Percival asked, his voice hoarse. He frowned at her actions, obviously disapproving.

Odalys smiled, took a sip of water, and disregarded the fact that she had just vomited blood. She became more confident.

"Well, yes and no," Odalys said.

She pushed herself up from the dining table, turned, and looked out the window. Her eyes were filled with excitement as she gazed at the grounds of the Stewart Villa.

"I've always been curious why your family has that aura of bad luck. Someone wants to steal your fortune, but they're doing it so secretly. Under normal circumstances, all they would need to do is create a few accidents and eliminate you, but instead, they're taking their time," Odalys said coldly. "So I have a bold guess. Either the person behind this isn't capable enough, or they're waiting for the right opportunity." Either way, for her, using magic to harm people was unforgivable.

"Even so, you shouldn't use yourself as bait. Do you think it's worth it if you get caught up in this?" Percival said, his magnetic voice icy. Looking at her, he was overcome with emotion. He thought, Is she even willing to risk her own life to find out who is behind this?

Percival's thin lips moved, but the words caught in his throat.

"I was pushed out to be your lucky charm, so what's the point of thinking about it?" Odalys chuckled softly, mocking herself. She rubbed her temples, but her eyes were unwavering.

"You just vomited blood. Are you injured? Should I ask Dorian to get you something?" Evander asked worriedly, a worried look on his face.

Chapter 297 (This chapter seems to have been mistakenly labelled as Chapter 200 in the original text)

The moment Percival brought her back, he treated her as his own child. Thinking of those good-for-nothings from the Bennett family, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Evander's eyes.

"It's fine. I deliberately let her touch me. I wanted to find out what she would do to me. I didn't expect that she would actually try to ruin me," Odalys said with a sneer.

Hearing that, Percival's face became extremely serious. His voice was terrifyingly low.

"She cursed you? Damn it!" Percival's voice was icy. He strode forward, grabbed her wrist, and wanted to take her for help, but as soon as his hand touched her, Odalys stopped him.

"Don't worry, the curse can't enter my body," Odalys said with a sneer. She raised her wrist, pressing her fingertip against her arm and squeezing downwards. A black object could be seen wriggling beneath her skin.

"Is that the curse?" Evander leaned closer. His eyes were fixed on the black mass on her wrist, not daring to blink.

"Yes," Odalys replied in a low voice. She pressed her fingertip on the spot a few times, then sliced it across her wrist. The delicate skin parted, and with a final push, something popped out, landed on the ground, and dissolved into a puddle of pus.

"Is that thing carrying the curse?" Evander asked in a low voice.

Dorian stood some distance away, feeling uneasy and unsure whether to clean up.

Odalys took out a talisman and threw it. The talisman hit the puddle of pus, and flames ignited, burning the pus to ashes. Odalys casually flicked her hand, scattering the ashes into the wind. The ground remained spotless.

"Is that it?" Evander stood there, feeling disbelief. Although he didn't understand magic, he knew that curse worms were highly poisonous. Once afflicted, one would be completely controlled, body and mind at the mercy of another. Yet, Odalys merely made a small cut on her skin, forcing the curse worm out before swiftly eliminating it. Her actions were so swift and effortless, it left Evander questioning his sanity and perception of reality.

"She approached me and planted the curse. Besides trying to control me, she likely wanted to test my abilities," Odalys said with icy composure. With that, she turned and walked back to the dining table.

Both Percival and Evander hurriedly followed, helping her sit down. The three continued their meal in silence. Aside from Odalys, who ate with relish, the other two remained silent, their minds heavy with unspoken thoughts.

"You let her make her move to gauge her abilities?" Percival finally asked after a long silence. Percival was the head of the Stewart Group; even though he didn't understand magic, he was a great judge of character. Since Odalys remained calm and composed, he could almost tell her thoughts.

Odalys looked at him in astonishment.

"Yes, we were just testing each other," Odalys nodded. She wasn't arrogant; she put herself in the situation and only took the risk when she was sure.

"Then… you vomited blood just now. Does that have a big impact on your body?" Evander asked after a long silence, worried. He had naturally heard about magic after living for so many years.

Moreover, the wealthy firmly believed in energy fields and magic.

"The curse worm was equivalent to a tonic, but it was of poor quality relative to my body and didn't meet my needs, so it was forced out," Odalys whispered.

Chapter 297 continues