Chapter 39 Bestowal (1)

Outside the lavender estate in Bangor Port, the purple sea of flowers and the red windmill cottages created a unique and beautiful scenery along the port.

Bowa followed in the crowd. She had heard about the young lady of the estate, a very big lady. Even the steward in charge of managing the estate rushed to welcome her, repeatedly reminding everyone not to run around or gaze recklessly at the young lady, an important figure they must not offend.

Bowa was actually quite curious about the young lady. She had never seen someone of such high status before. However, she was responsible for laundry, and there were still many clothes left to wash today. If she delayed her work, she would be reprimanded by the supervisor. Living and eating here with a decent salary, Bowa couldn’t afford to lose this job.

The supervisor was extremely strict. Bowa had witnessed another woman, chosen alongside her, being dismissed for damaging two pieces of clothing.

With her head down, Bowa meticulously and attentively cleaned the clothes, forgetting about the passing time. It wasn’t until footsteps and the murmurs of servants outside the courtyard wall reached her ears that her attention was momentarily diverted.

“The young lady is so beautiful, her long golden hair is like the princess in the books.”

“The young lady is also very kind. She gave Tom a gold coin as a reward.”

“Wow, if only I could get closer at that time.”

A hint of envy flashed in Bowa’s eyes, but she didn’t harbor jealousy because she knew she was clumsy, and bumping into important people could lead to trouble.

She hung the freshly washed clothes on the line.

At that moment, footsteps approached the door.

Bowa turned her head and saw the supervisor entering. She quickly wiped her hands on her apron and forced a smile on her face. “Supervisor.”

The supervisor’s expression was grim, and several other servants followed behind.

“Someone said they saw you stealing from others. Is that true?” the supervisor asked.

Bowa hurriedly denied, “No, it’s not true. I didn’t do it.”

“Supervisor, we found it. We found this in her bundle,” hurried footsteps outside again, and a group of older servants entered. The leader held a gold ring in his hand.

“Did you all see it taken from her bag?” the supervisor asked.

“Yes.”

“It was taken from her bag.”

“Yes, I saw it too.”

Several servants spoke up, including some who had worked at the estate for over a decade.

“It wasn’t me, supervisor. I didn’t take it,” Bowa exclaimed.

A few workers beside her accused, “We all saw it, and you’re still trying to deny it. Women like you are the best at pretending.”

“Yes, we didn’t expect Bowa, who looks so honest, to be this kind of person.”

The supervisor remained expressionless, and seeing this, Bowa became even more nervous.

The last time someone was dismissed, the supervisor had the same expression.

Bowa had been hired recently to specifically handle laundry. Because of her diligent work, the supervisor was initially satisfied. However, they never expected her to have such a habit of theft.

The supervisor gestured for Bowa to come closer. “Come here.”

“Supervisor.” Bowa walked over anxiously.

“I’ve been watching your work these past few days,” the supervisor began.

Bowa nodded hurriedly.

“It’s only the 14th of the month, but I’ll settle your wages for the entire month. Go find another job,” the supervisor said.

“Supervisor, I really didn’t take that thing,” Bowa pleaded.

The supervisor waved it off. Whether she took it or not was no longer important. With too many people in the estate, he had heard that the higher-ups were discontented. If anyone had to blame, it would be her for not knowing how to get along with people.

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In the past couple of days, Lynn had seen his parents going to choose a shop and observing the market.

Watching the excited couple, in their middle age, embarking on entrepreneurship, Lynn felt that as long as they were happy, that was what mattered.

As long as they had something of their own to do and could support themselves, whether or not they made money was not important.

Hamilton and the others invited Lynn to go out together to choose a location for the shop, but Lynn declined, choosing to meditate at home during the day. In his mind, the earth ring gradually took shape!

Hum—

A cold stream flowed through his mind, and the new earth ring successfully condensed.

Very good, another step forward.

In the evening, Lynn sat on the edge of the bed reading a book. The sound of knocking came from the balcony’s wooden door, “Come in.”

Lauren walked into the room, and as soon as he entered, the man couldn’t stop rubbing his hands.

Seeing his happy, excited, hesitant appearance, Lynn had a guess in his heart.

“Master, could you do me a favor?” Lauren asked nervously.

Seeing Lauren’s eyes twinkling and the tail behind him swaying slightly, Lynn, since arriving here, saw it so excited for the first time.

“Did you find your wife?” Lynn guessed.

“I found her,” Lauren said with excitement in his tone.

“I asked someone to find Bowa and them. Today, they said there are clues, and I followed them. It was indeed my wife and child, but I dare not go in to see her,” Lauren said somewhat shyly.

Now, the way he looked, how could he dare to see his wife?

His current monstrous appearance would only frighten her.

The more you love someone, the more you can’t bear to see them hurt. Sometimes, he would rather have the monstrous thorns turned around to stab himself.

“Master, could you help me take a look at her tomorrow? Just as my friend, this is the money I’ve saved,” Lauren took out a money bag from his pocket.

Lynn didn’t refuse—he had promised Lauren this matter from the beginning.

“Tell me the address. I’ll go take a look tomorrow.”

Lauren gave Lynn the address, then climbed out of the window and left the room.

Watching Lauren, who was so excited today that he forgot to close the balcony door, Lynn smiled and sincerely felt happy for him.

Lynn reversed the book he was reading and placed it on the table.

He walked to the balcony, and a cold breeze swept in as the curtains fluttered.

He then pulled down the curtains and closed the balcony door.

Sitting back at the desk, Lynn suddenly froze.

On top of the alchemy book he had just put down, there was now an additional book with a brown leather cover on mutation studies, and he had no idea when it appeared.

With his current mental strength, he could vividly recall that there was absolutely no such book here just now!

Lynn turned his head to scan the room.

The room was empty, without any additional presence.

But the book on the table was undeniably real.

“Serena?” Lynn spoke.

The room remained silent, and there was no response.

Lynn lowered his head and picked up the book on the table.

‘Introduction to Mutation Studies and Fundamentals.’

Teacher, was it you?

Then why were you unwilling to come out and meet me?

Lynn sighed inwardly.

As he flipped through the pages, a blank sheet of paper floated down between the pages.

His eyes lit up.

Picking up the sheet of paper, there was only one address written on it.

‘Folk Street 13.’

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