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Chapter 256
Chapter 256
“Of course.”
Without any hesitation, Harold stuck his hand out.
After a brief glance at Harold's hand, a look of shock and suspicion crossed the old man's face. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.
After a moment of contemplation, the old man asked Harold, “Mister, could you tell me your birth sign?”
“Sure, why not?”
As Harold spoke, he told the old man his birth sign.
Hearing that, the old man placed his handheld fan down and started reading Harold's fortune.
The way he crooked his fingers as he read his fortune made him seem like one of the fortune-tellers in tents that one could find anywhere.
However, half a minute later, seemingly coming to some kind of conclusion, the old man peeked at Harold's hand and gasped.
It was at that moment the sharp-eyed Harold noticed the cold sweat beading on the old man's forehead.
“What's the matter? Is it terrible?” Harold curiously asked.
Harold's words snapped the old man back to reality, and he cried out in panic, “I... I'm sorry! I can't read your fortune! Farewell!”
With that, he turned to leave.
Both Harold and Autumn were stupefied by the old man's series of actions.
Autumn felt that the old man had come to make a fool of himself, for his words barely made sense.
On the other hand, Harold was reeling from the shock of how the old man had read his fortune.
From the old man's look of surprise, it seemed like the old man had discovered something and was frightened by it.
Harold came to that conclusion because he noticed the old man wiping the sweat off his forehead while hastily leaving.
Meanwhile, not long after the older man left the area, he reached a corner and came to a stop in front of a middle-aged man. That man looked like he was someone important.
“Hey, you've returned from your rounds. Did you discover anything?” the middle-aged man asked the old man in a respectful manner.
“Sir, the Fields family has invited a powerful man. You'll be playing with fire if you try to lay a finger on the Fields family. It'd be best if you avoid crossing the Fieldses,” the old man whispered to the middle- aged man.
With his brows raised at the old man's fearful look, the middle-aged man queried, “That can't be right. What kind of powerful man is he to have you as scared as this?”
“One cannot reveal the secrets of life. Sir, please heed my words if you don't want karma to come after you. Please leave immediately, or else no one in this world will be able to save you. This is all I can reveal to you.”
With that said, the old man turned and left Grandeur Hotel.
The middle-aged man then ruminated over the old man's words for a while before following suit.
In the meantime, Jose, who had been watching Harold and Autumn from afar, had noticed the old man and the middle-aged man as well.
When he saw the two of them leave, a grim look appeared in his eyes.
He had recognized the middle-aged man—one of the greatest rivals of the Fields family.
Alas, for the big picture, Jose had to put Autumn aside to inform his father about the situation.
“What a strange old man,” Autumn commented, a little flustered, as she turned back to look at Harold.
Right then, her phone rang.
“Sorry, I need to pick up this call.”
When Autumn glanced at the caller ID, she realized that the anonymous number from the day before
was finally contacting her.
Hence, she voiced a quick apology to Harold and went to a secluded corner to pick up the call.