Chapter 288

Jamar and Reece were so done with Cain that they didn't even feel like talking to him anymore. Jamar switched topics, something suddenly coming to mind. “Master Flynn is taking us to the night market later, but what if we see something we…”

Their phones had been taken away, which meant no money. The others immediately jumped in, “Yeah, what do we do if we want to buy something?”

Everyone turned to Sebastian, who was sitting quietly in the corner. After thinking for a moment, Sebastian said, “How about this: Take my assistant with you. If you find something you want, the production team will cover it for now, and you can pay them back after the show.”

Since giving their phones back wasn't an option, this was the next best thing. Phoche smiled. “That’s alright. Thanks for handling it.”

Sebastian waved it off. “No big deal.”

Truth was, he was interested in checking out the night market himself. After hearing Raylan mention it earlier, he even had his assistant look it up. That was when he realized they couldn’t just walk in; they needed someone to take them, or they wouldn’t even be allowed inside.

Cain, who had been listening the whole time, suddenly asked Jamar, “Why do you call him Master Flynn?”

Jamar shrugged. “We kinda forgot to introduce him properly. He’s a horoscope master, so I call him Master Flynn.”

Phoebe nodded. “Yeah, and he’s really good. He’s also my senior.”

Knowing Cain, he was probably going to ask Raylan for a reading. Phoche was curious to see how he would react. The others hadn’t known about this connection before, so they were caught off guard.

Just as she expected, Cain’s eyes lit up. He turned to Raylan, “Master Flynn, can you take a look at my fortune? I know horoscope masters charge for readings, but I’ll pay you after the show.”

He had been so unlucky lately that he was close to losing his mind. The bracelet Sienna gave him helped a little, but he wanted a real fix. Since Phoebe wasn’t going to help him, Cain figured he’d just find another powerful horoscope master, right in front of her. This guy was Phoebe’s senior, and if she spoke so highly of him, he had to be legit.

Meanwhile, Sienna’s heart sank. She cursed Cain in her head. “Is he seriously asking for a fortune-telling session on a live broadcast? If he wanted Raylan to read his fortune, he should’ve done it off-camera.”

She also had her doubts. Even if Raylan could see something, there was no way he would spill everything in front of a live audience.

Raylan was caught off guard, too. He hadn’t expected someone to ask for a fortune-telling reading right then and there. After a moment, he turned to Sebastian. “We’re live. Is fortune-telling allowed?”

Sebastian just shrugged. “Anything that boosts ratings is allowed.” Then he chuckled. “Besides, there are tons of fortune-telling livestreams. It’s not against the rules.”

That was basically a green light. Cain jumped in, “Master Flynn, don’t worry. It’s fine.”

Haylan smirked. “Alright then. Since we’re on the same show, I’ll take a look. Consider it fate. But just so you know, I’m not cheap. I charge 15 million dollars per reading. If you want a solution, that’s extra.”

Silence. Everyone was stunned. Fortune-telling cost that much? That’s crazy! Phoebe, however, didn’t even blink. “For someone at his level, that price is pretty standard.”

If he was truly at the Ascendance Realm, 15 million dollars was nothing. Some people would pay way more just to get a reading, if he even agreed to do it.

Raylan nodded. “That’s my starting rate.”

Cain looked like he was trying to process the number. “And if I want to fix my bad luck… how much would that be?”

Raylan smirked. “Depends. But it won’t be less than 15 million dollars.”

Anything cheaper wasn’t worth his time. At his level, money didn’t really matter. People begged him for readings all the time, but most of the time, he just ignored them. Now that he was on this variety show and someone had brought it up, Raylan figured he might as well go along with it.

Cin hesitated when he heard the price. Yeah, it was expensive, but that only made him believe in Raylan’s abilities even more. The talismans Phoebe had sold to Leon and the others before were also 14 million dollars each. The difference: Cain wanted to buy one, but Phoebe wouldn’t sell it to him.

So, without thinking twice, he turned to Raylan and said, “No problem. Once the show’s over, I’ll send you the money. Just take a look at my fortune.”

Raylan glanced at Cain, his expression unreadable. The whole room fell silent. Even the livestream chat had stopped moving.

Raylan barely had to look at him before he knew everything. “Everyone knows your background,” he said smoothly. “Your family… nothing really worth mentioning.” Then he continued, “But your career? That only took off because you stole someone else’s opportunity. You went behind their back, made your move first, and that’s why you succeeded. After that, everything came easy: fame, fortune, success.”

Cain’s breath caught. That… was true. When he first got into the industry, he had followed Sienna’s advice and snatched up a script before another director could claim it. That one move had made him famous, securing his position as the youngest rising director in the country. The only people who knew about it were him and Sienna.

Meanwhile, Sienna’s stomach twisted. ‘Can Raylan really see all that? Maybe he is the real deal. But luck… can he see through that too! No, surely…’

Cain didn’t deny it, and that silence said everything. Everyone watching, both in the room and on the live-stream, suddenly had a much lower opinion of him. Still, they were hooked now. They wanted to hear more.

Raylan un-irked. “And lately, you’ve been really unlucky, haven’t you? Choking on water, tripping over nothing, messing up even while eating.”

Cain nodded eagerly. “Yeah! It’s been insane. Can you tell me…”

The moment those words left his mouth, Phoebe’s gaze snapped to Raylan. She already knew the answer. Cain’s sudden streak of bad luck was tied to Sienna. If Raylan was as powerful as he seemed, there was no way he wouldn’t see it. The real question was: Would he say it out loud?

Raylan eyed Cain and said, “Because you gave away a third of your…” Then, he glanced at Sienna. “You gave it to her, didn’t you? Her luck was practically gone, so she asked for yours, and you agreed. Since you two have some kind of connection, your luck naturally transferred over.”

His gaze dropped to the bracelet on Cain’s wrist. “The only reason you haven’t hit rock bottom yet is because of that horoscope artifact.”

Cain was stunned. “Wow, you’re good.”

And just like that, he confirmed it; he really had given his luck to Sienna.

Sienna stiffened, feeling like the floor had just dropped out from under her. ‘Damn it, Cain! If he admitted it outright, what will people think of…’ She quickly pulled herself together, putting on a shocked face. “Wait, what? You can actually do that?”

Then, like she just remembered something, she added, “I did hear from a friend once that if you’re having a streak of bad luck, you can borrow luck from someone close to you to turn things around— ”

She gasped again, eyes wide with fake innocence. “But she never said that the person lending it would end up unlucky instead!”