Chapter 148

The Wilde family living room was eerily silent.

Elder Wilde stood at the head of the room, leaning on his cane, his stern gaze sweeping over everyone present. No one dared to speak, though confusion flickered in their eyes.

Lucy White hurried to Hunter Wilde’s bedside, her heart sinking.

"He’s in bad shape," she murmured to Ethan Smith. "The protective charm I gave him last night is gone."

Ethan’s expression darkened. He turned to the Wildes. "Did anyone see a yellow talisman?"

A little girl with a ponytail timidly raised her hand. "I—I saw the housekeeper burning something in the kitchen this morning..."

Lucy’s pupils contracted. "Just as I thought."

Elder Wilde immediately ordered, "Restrain her!" He then turned to Lucy. "Miss White, what should we do now?"

"Meow!" Inklet suddenly poked his head out of Lucy’s bag, baring his teeth at Hunter.

Lucy lifted Hunter’s eyelid and paled. "It’s a hex."

She quickly scribbled a list: "Vermilion cinnabar, rooster blood, willow branches..."

Without hesitation, Hunter’s uncle rushed out to gather the items.

Lucy took out her talisman brush and swiftly drew intricate symbols on yellow paper. Within half an hour, all the materials were ready.

She poured the dark red mixture into a porcelain bowl, lit the talisman, and dropped it in. As she stirred with the willow branch, the liquid thickened.

"Hold him down," Lucy said, unsheathing the Cursed Dagger.

The moment the blade nicked Hunter’s fingertip, a wisp of black energy seeped into his body. Lucy chanted an incantation, beads of sweat forming on her forehead.

"It’s out!" With a faint sound, a greenish worm-like creature plopped into the bowl.

The Wildes gasped.

"A love hex," Lucy said, wiping her brow. "And the most vicious kind."

Elder Wilde’s face turned ashen. "That girl from the Powell family?"

"Exactly," Lucy confirmed. "The hex bears her karmic thread."

Ethan smirked coldly. "The Powells have grown bold lately."

In a few words, he exposed the Powells’ scheme to siphon luck from others, making the Wildes’ expressions grow increasingly grim.

"Why did she activate the hex so suddenly today?" Hunter’s father clenched his fists.

Lucy glanced out the window, her gaze sharp. "Because... she’s here."

Before the words fully left her lips, commotion erupted downstairs.