The Fortune-Telling Heiress novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103 

Three rescuers jumped into the water and 

inside. 

“It’s nearly impossible to get in. How could anyone have survived in there?” 

The rescue team quickly contacted the medical staff waiting at the foot of the mountain. Soon, the medics arrived with equipment, ready to provide first aid as soon as the rescue team brought her out. 

the 

necessary 

“Dad, don’t worry,” Vander’s daughter said while pulling on him. He was standing anxiously at the water’s edge. “Mom will be okay. The streamer said that if we save her today, she’ll be fine.” 

Madison nodded. “I can see the dark energy around you fading. This means your wife has survived her tribulation. You don’t need to 

worry anymore.” 

As soon as she finished speaking, a rescuer surfaced from the water. One of them was carrying someone on their back. “Hurry! She’s unconscious!” 

The medical team hurried over, placing an oxygen mask on her and quickly examining her under the lights. “She’s got an infection. We need to get her to the hospital right away.” 

The group hurried down the mountain. 

Vander stumbled behind them. The moment he saw her, his eyes reddened, and tears began streaming down his face. 

“It’s her! It’s my wife!” he cried. 

He alternated between laughter and tears. 

His children turned to the livestream and said, “Thank you, thank you so much!” 

Madison replied, “She’s safe now, so you don’t need to worry. Let’s leave it at that for now.” 

Since she knew Vander and his family weren’t in the mood for streaming anymore, she ended the call. 

“Wow, she’s amazing! She actually saved the person!” 

“Am I the only one wondering who really died? If it wasn’t Professor Willis‘ wife, then who could it be? 

“Sweetie is incredible!” 

“She truly is something else.” 

Madison noticed a few familiar usernames in the chat. The same people who had insulted her earlier were now quickly changing their 

tone. 

“That’s all for tonight. Everyone, get some rest,” she said. 

The stream lasted over two hours, and it was nearly 4:00 am now. 

Instead of going back to bed, Madison stepped onto the balcony and stared into the night. 

Her eyes suddenly caught sight of a faint, ghostly figure in the yard. 

It was Sebastian. 

With his hands clasped behind his back, he tilted his head slightly to gaze at the sky. 

The pale moonlight passed through his translucent figure, making him look even more ethereal. As the breeze swayed the flowers in the garden, they gently moved through his ghostly form. 

A single leaf drifted down in the wind, passing through Sebastian’s form before landing at his feet. He looked down at it. Suddenly, dark clouds obscured the moon, and a light rain began to fall with the breeze. 

This was the nature of ghosts Wind, rain, and changing seasons meant nothing to them. They felt no warmth or cold. Their emotional memories froze the moment they became ghosts,