The Fortune-Telling Heiress novel Chapter 133

Chapter 133 

Lucian lay scattered on the ground. 

Wanda instinctively covered Mia’s eyes, saying, “You shouldn’t see such a brutal scene, little one.” 

Mia shoved Wanda’s hand off and shouted, “Hit him! Pull his arms! Kick his head… 

Wanda was left speechless. It seemed that a child ghost couldn’t be compared to ordinary kids. She quietly let go of her grip. 

When Yara had Lucian begging for mercy with his head on the ground ten feet away, she clapped her hands and lifted his head to her eye level with one hand. 

With her other hand, she slapped his face and said, “This is your first offense, so I’ll let it slide. But if you do it again…” 

She laughed and tossed her hair as she walked toward Wanda. “I won’t let you just disappear into thin air. Instead, I’ll show you what being a Shaved Spirit feels like!” 

“A Shaved Spirit? Lucian instinctively asked, feeling a chill despite not fully understanding what she meant. 

Yara reached Wanda and explained, “Ever heard of shaved ice? It’s the same idea.” 

She held up Lucian’s head and presented it to Wanda. “After a good heating, I feel a lot lighter. Next time he shows up, I’ll teach you a different way to play.” 

After a brief pause, she added, “If that doesn’t interest you, you could always make Spirit Ravioli instead. There’s also a fundish called Phantom Meatballs, where you wrap someone up like a meatball, fry them in a pot, and then drizzle sauce over them.” 

She made a slurping sound, nearly drooling at the thought. 

Lucian fell silent. It was only then that be realized the beautiful Yara was a hundred times more terrifying than Wanda. 

“Boss, I’m sorry, I really am!” 

“Who are you calling “Boss‘?” Yara slapped him. 

“No, I mean, 

pretty lady…” 

“Pretty lady? Just call me Ms. Chapman the Great!” 

“Ms. Chapman the Great, I’m sorry! I really a 

to be reincarnated.” 

am! I promise I won’t ever show my face here again. I’ll behave and go to the underworld 

Only then did Yara toss aside the head she was holding and accurately kick it away. 

The head flew into the night sky, and Lucian’s terrified screams echoed. The rest of his spirit forms started to drift toward the head. 

Yara made a watching gesture, saying, “Oh dear, it flew too far.” 

With that, she hooked her arm around Wanda’s and took Mia’s hand. 

Her bright red skirt swayed gracefully in the air, and her ethereal voice floated through the night sky like smoke. 

“When I was in that ancient tomb, the Grim Reaper often came to visit. I chatted with him and learned a bit about the rules of the underworld.” 

She continued, “Take that jerk, Lucian, for example. He’s responsible for so many women having abortions and has piled up a mountain of sins. Even if he reincarnates, he won’t have a good life.” 

In a nearby corner, two figures–one light and one dark–were hidden against the wall.