Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master! Chapter 288: New Business?

Zia Sutton was hospitalized, and Mrs. Sutton stayed with him during the day but didn’t need to at night.

After all, he was quite a grown-up now.

eting Adrian Anson today was just an unexpected situation, but Thea Shaw didn’t expect to have unplanned interactions with people from The Aetherium Sect so soon.

This is how it happened.

Theodore brought her a business deal.

This person was Jared Blair, in his early forties, and a long-ti friend of Theodore.

According to Theodore’s description, this person was honest, lived a happy life with a beautiful wife and a daughter studying at a prestigious school, epitomizing the ideal standard of life.

But seeking out Thea Shaw must have a reason.

"My brother here has been cursed with bad luck lately, and nothing is going right wherever he goes. He wants you to take a look and see where he might have offended so taboo."

Theodore spoke to Thea Shaw with great courtesy and respect, after all, Thea Shaw had once shown remarkable talent, and no matter how young she was, she could not be underestimated.

Jared Blair stood there, also courteous and respectful.

Theodore had surely ntioned Thea Shaw’s abilities to him beforehand.

In their line of work, seeking out a fortune-teller when encountering issues wasn’t new, but this was the first ti Jared Blair heard of a true master from Theodore’s side, so he ca to take a look.

Thea Shaw looked at this Jared Blair for a full minute.

After a long pause, she lifted the corner of her lips, "I’m afraid I can’t handle what Mr. Blair is facing."

Jared Blair’s polite smile paused for a mont; after all, being a businessman, he reacted quickly: "A true master indeed recomnded by Theodore, even at a young age you truly have skills."

Theodore was montarily taken aback, then looked towards Thea Shaw: "Do you know what he’s encountering?"

The key was, on the way here, Jared Blair didn’t explain clearly to him, only saying he was having a streak of bad luck and needed a master to point him in the right direction to see if he had crossed paths with a small-ti enemy.

"To be honest,"

Jared Blair said, "Recently, things haven’t been going well in the business world, especially since I received a threatening letter saying if I don’t gather a billion dollars before the first, the person would take my life. However, this letter was abrupt, with no address or key information, only the statent that they’ll kill if I don’t gather the money, which confuses as to who I might have offended."

"Is there really such a thing?"

Theodore frowned at Jared Blair: "Why didn’t you tell this before coming? Shouldn’t this matter be reported to the police first?"

Why think to co to a fortune-teller first?

"Because the person also said that if I report it to the police, I’ll die even faster. Besides, I only have this threatening letter, with no actual evidence, do you think the police would believe if I go to them?"

Theodore also always agreed.

Thea Shaw sat upright, her smile unchanged: "Uncle Howard is right, Mr. Blair, this matter should be reported to the police first. Even if you seek out, what can I do? With no information, am I supposed to magically figure out who wrote the threatening letter?"

"I certainly wouldn’t make things difficult for you." Jared Blair said calmly and confidently, "According to normal procedures, let the master see if I can actually get through this hurdle."

So it was to see if there was a danger to his life.

This is quite simple.

Thea Shaw looked at him, her smile growing more profound: "Perhaps it can’t be said for sure, I still advise Mr. Blair to report this to the police. Matters concerning life should not be joked about with so superstitious beliefs, what if the other person isn’t joking?"

Theodore’s face changed, while Jared Blair carefully concealed his cold smile.