Her brother instinctively made a protective move for her, Tiana Thorne thought, feeling sweet inside.
She took a step closer to him, placing her hand on his waist, delicately sheltering herself behind him, peeking out with a small head, gazing up at him, blinking her eyes softly: "Isaac, you must protect , I’m scared~"
Rosie Rowan saw this, so angry she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
Tiana actually dared to touch Isaac...
Why?
She wished she could go up and remove Tiana’s filthy hand, then chop it off and feed it to wild dogs.
In Keith Hawthorne’s eyes, this was nothing but seduction.
Tiana was not only a fraud, but also seducing Isaac. He was so angry that he shook his hand and looked at Uncle Lee: "Have you called an ambulance?"
"I’ve already called it, the villa is backed by the mountains, too far from the hospital, it might take so ti."
Keith felt Tiana’s actions were too frivolous, unfit to stand in his father’s room, and frowned: "The Hawthorne family shall wait here, everyone else must leave."
Serena Hawthorne stopped him: "Wait a minute."
"What for?" He frowned, very displeased.
Serena bit her lip and said: "Brother, any chance, however slim, to save dad, we shouldn’t miss out."
"Then how do you want to save him?"
Her eyes brimd with tears, speaking urgently: "It’s not about how I can save him, Miss Tiana just told Grandpa Donovan’s fortune, and found his son. Maybe she can save dad, why not let her try?"
Claire Kane paused for a mont. Though she didn’t like her husband dabbling in Feng Shui, she was, after all, the matriarch of this household and knew everyone who ca and went.
Especially Uncle Donovan, she pitied his child who had gone missing.
Her heart surged intensely, interrupting the siblings’ conversation: "Uncle Donovan’s child, truly found?"
Serena nodded urgently: "Although no details were given, the location was confird, should be found soon."
Claire’s gaze dimd, she looked down at the unconscious Heath Hawthorne, her expression deeply sorrowful.
Keith sighed, trying to be less harsh to his sister: "Serena, you’re just a student, your experiences are too limited, what do you know? These charlatans do anything to deceive. She just lied to Grandpa Donovan, gave him hope, but ultimately won’t find this person, which will bring him despair. Do you understand the pain he will face? The old man might not endure it."
Serena was montarily stunned, but she trusted her father’s judgnt and her own feelings, standing by her opinion: "She’s not a fraud."
Tiana peeked out again, staring at her without blinking, noticing her anxious look stirred sothing inside her. She pressed her lips together, softly saying: "No need to defend , Miss Hawthorne; only I know my own truth best."
She was also a clever girl, should understand the aning.
Now, ti couldn’t be wasted any longer.
Serena looked into her bright eyes, instantly understood.
Her mother and brother didn’t want her to tell Heath Hawthorne’s fortune, but it didn’t an they would reject Cindy Sloane.
Cindy could also help treat dad.
She quickly turned to her mother, tears swelling, feeling desperate: "Mom, you t Aunt Yana back then too. You know deep in your heart whether she’s a fraud. Don’t gamble with dad’s life, okay?"
Seeing her mother not speaking, she grasped her hand: "Mom, I’m scared... I’m really terrified, what if, what if... I can’t lose dad, please, let Cindy co over and see..."
Claire reached out, stroked her daughter’s head, nodded in the end: "Alright, I also can’t live without him."
Keith bowed his head, his eyes also carrying tears. He did not stop this, hoped too that his father would recover, for the family to be joyful together again.
Besides, Feng Shui was indeed a recognized discipline.
He was just unhappy that his father beca obsessed with it and fell ill.
But that fortune-telling swindler, she’ll never get near father, nor will she get the chance to babble nonsense.
Getting permission, Serena quickly waved her over: "Cindy, co quickly and see my dad."
Cindy nodded, walked over to Heath Hawthorne’s bed: "Aunt, I need you to stand up, so I can first check the bed."
"Alright."
Claire stood aside, making room for her.
Cindy examined the bed, after about two minutes, she began explaining to everyone.
"The head of the bed is best oriented north-south, aligned with Earth’s magnetic field; sleeping with the head north or south is beneficial for physical health. In the human circulatory system, major veins and arteries align with the head direction. When lying north-south, the alignnt harmonizes with the Earth’s magnetic lines, easing sleep and improving quality, also having so health benefits." Claire looked at the bed’s orientation. Living with Heath for so long, she’d heard him talk about this often, knew so details, and frowned, confused: "The bed is facing north-south."
"The orientation is correct, the head does not face the door or windows, nor is there a mirror, which is optimal. But, the head is facing the back mountain. I’ve checked the layout there. In the east, the Azure Dragon rises; in the west, the White Tiger lies. The Dragon and Tiger are Feng Shui treasure sites, boosting career, wealth, and descendants. However, the head facing the treasure affects Earth’s Qi, the conflict causing Uncle Heath’s unrest and daze." Claire was montarily stunned, as if seeing through the wall into the treasure site, puzzled she asked: "According to you, facing the Feng Shui treasure caused this, yet why am I unaffected?"
Cindy checked the bed again, then politely asked: "Aunt, you usually sleep inside, right?"
Claire was once again stunned, nodded: "Yes..."
"Your sleeping position conveniently misses the Yin-Yang convergence line, so you’re unaffected. Instead, your skin is smooth, and you’re healthy." Cindy drew the intersecting line with the mountain on a piece of paper.
At this mont, Claire believed it all, tears uncontrollably falling: "Can changing the bed’s direction help?"
"It must be moved."
Claire asked again: "Will my husband recover?"
Cindy nodded, and after looking at the room’s layout, said: "He’s been hit by this line’s spiritual energy for too long, his Yang Qi absorbed, body very weak, yet it’s not incurable, though it requires soone’s help."
Saying this, she looked at Isaac Ford, his deep blue eyes gently shifted: "Mr. Isaac, would you be willing to help ?"
At that mont, all eyes turned toward him.
Tiana’s breathing suddenly sharpened, her goal was her brother.
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