NovelEnglishSylvia couldn't help but try to peer into the house, but the latticed windows reflected the sun, creating a hazy shimmer that
obscured everything and only deepened the mystery.
A moment later, the wise man emerged holding a paper talisman. He handed it to Sylvia. “Keep this with you. It will clear your
mind and bring clarity to your heart.”
Although Sylvia didn't believe in such things, she was touched by the old man’s kindness. She accepted it reverently, holding it to
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇther chest. “Thank you, master.”
“You're wee,” he said, his smile growing even more benevolent. “Now, my dear, if you'll look here.”
He pulled a cord from around his neck, revealing a small plaque hanging from it.
On the plaque was a QR code.
“That'll be two hundred dollars, please,” the wise man said with a pleasant smile.
Sylvia stared at him, utterly dumbfounded.
Gabriel, who had been silent the whole time, turned his head and let out a low chuckle, the unconcealed mockery in his voice
ringing clear.
Sylvia meekly took out her phone, scanned the code, and paid the two hundred dollars.
As they left the courtyard, Gabriel was still laughing as if he'd never witnessed anything so absurd in his life.
Sylvia, fuming, stopped abruptly, spun around, and shoved the talisman into his hand. “Stop laughing!” she ordered.
“You should keep it. It's supposed to clear your mind,” Gabriel teased. “A wise man who's read Joan Didion can’t be your average
charlatan. It might actually work.”
Sylvia covered her face with her hands and took a deep, steadying breath to quell her frustration.
—— The price is only 1/4 of what others charge —
«¢ Share this
Please help share this with more readers!
The more shares and reads it gets, the faster we'll release new chapters!
*D Reading History
No history.
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
