Chapter 153

In Lucy White's apartment.

Snap! The straw doll in her hand suddenly burst into flames, casting flickering light across her impassive face.

"Done." A glint of satisfaction flashed in Lucy's eyes.

The oppressive gloom that had weighed on her for years finally lifted slightly. She had just collected the first installment of revenge for her past life's tragic end.

She quickly dialed Ethan Smith.

"Liam Parker's fortune has been broken. It's time to close the net on the Parker family."

Ethan's deep voice came through the phone: "Understood. I'll arrange it immediately."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city—

Screech—

Amidst the piercing sound of brakes, Liam's sports car slammed into a dump truck. The airbags deployed, but his legs were trapped in the twisted wreckage.

"Ahhh!" His agonized scream tore through the night.

Parker Family Mansion.

"What? Liam's been in an accident?" The patriarch's hand trembled as he held the phone.

After hanging up, he forced composure. "You go to the hospital. I'll fetch Elder Liu."

Passing through layered courtyards, he reached the ancient tower at the estate's heart. Moonlight bathed the dark-tiled structure in an eerie glow.

He stepped carefully along predetermined paths—the grounds were littered with lethal metaphysical traps.

"To what do we owe this late visit, Patriarch?" Two robed figures emerged from the shadows.

The patriarch bowed. "Liam's had an accident. We need Elder Liu's counsel."

One man frowned. "With his fortune, this shouldn't..."

Before he could finish, a dull thud came from upstairs.

"Trouble!" Their faces paled as they rushed upward.

In the attic, Elder Liu spat blood, his divination board split cleanly in two.

"Omen of doom..." He stared at the fractured symbols, aged eyes widening in dread.

Hospital Operating Wing.

"Amputation is necessary to save his life!" The surgeon's verdict made Mrs. Parker faint on the spot.

Elder Liu stormed into the OR. When he saw the wisp of black energy swirling at Liam's brow, his pupils contracted violently.

"Fortune broken, backlash arrived." His voice turned gravelly. "The Parkers... are doomed."

The patriarch staggered as if struck. "How...?"

"Fool boy!" Elder Liu suddenly roared. "Who did he provoke?"

His tortoiseshell divination revealed something terrifying—the blurred augury carried traces of celestial judgment.

Was Heaven itself sealing their fate?

"Prepare to evacuate!" Elder Liu barked.

But they were too late.

When they hurried back, flashing police lights already encircled the ancestral home.

"Mr. Parker, you're required for questioning." The lead agent displayed his badge.

From her high-rise window, Lucy watched the city's glittering tapestry.

"Endgame," she murmured.

In the distance, invisible to ordinary eyes, a dark miasma dissipated above the Parker estate—vanishing into the night like smoke.