Chapter 67 Mr. Yarwood's Message
Wynter remained silent and chewed her gum while looking at the pendulum clock.
Hilda thought that she was frightened, so she confidently took Yvette's hand and sat back.
Yvette didn't know why, but she had a bad feeling churning within. Maybe it was because she would see Mr. Yarwood soon.
She glanced at the wooden box. Sure enough, the Zenith herb was the only thing that could bring them close to the Yarwoods.
Under everyone's gazes, Theo took the wooden box. People were envious and were about to congratulate Hilda in advance.
But they heard him say, "Although the Yarwoods aren't benevolent, we can't take anything we shouldn't. Life and death are determined by fate. The Zenith herb is indeed rare, but I can't accept it."
What?
For a moment, everyone looked at him, including Wynter. She raised her eyebrows in surprise and observed him meaningfully.
Theo put the wooden box back and raised his right hand. Instantly, a few words suddenly appeared on the wall—I don't want it.
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