chapter 3
He walked over in a sharp suit, but his eyes were fixed on Sophie's face.
Sophie's eyes immediately reddened, and she hid behind him like a startled fawn.
When Arthur gave the membership code to the salesperson, I saw Sophie smugly pat the dog's head.
She said, "Good boy, Oli. You're getting a new bag soon."
My nickname coming out of her mouth felt so sticky it was disgusting.
While the salesperson was wrapping up, Arthur looked at me mockingly.
He said, "Olivia, you can't even buy a bag for your good friend? So stingy, as expected."
I stared at the faint red marks on his collar, the color exactly matching Sophie's lipstick today.
I sneered, "Mr. Duncan, you're quite generous."
Arthur mockingly said, "You're just like it, a stray brought back. Don't you think you're quite similar?"
This sentence threw me back to the tragic end of my previous life.
I felt a buzzing in my ears as Arthur's mouth kept moving.
He said, "I suggest you treat your friend and her dog well. Otherwise, someone as cold and heartless as you shouldn't dream of becoming a member of the Duncan family."
Looking at his smug expression, I almost felt like throwing up.
In my previous life, he always used breaking off the engagement to threaten me.
Every time this happened, I would be very obedient to him, simply because I truly wanted to spend my life with him.
If I had realized their malicious intentions earlier, perhaps I could have avoided the tragic ending of my previous life.
Suddenly, the dog in Sophie's arms started barking wildly.
It was forcibly put into a bag identical to mine, struggling uncomfortably.
And the black spot behind its ear had become too noticeable to ignore.
I no longer cared about what happened next.
I returned home in a daze.
After a while, Grace came to call me for dinner.
At the dining table, Harry and Grace looked at me lovingly.
Grace said, "Olivia, youve had a tough time outside. Now, well take good care of you."
"We never gave up looking for you. Thanks to fortune-teller Hunter Gray, who calculated your location. Hes truly amazing."
I was also a bit moved. After I came home, Harry and Grace couldnt wait to give me all the best things in the world.
But later, Sophie replaced me.
Fear filled my heart, and I couldnt swallow the food in my mouth.
Grace continued, "Unfortunately, Hunter refused to accept our gratitude money. Hes truly skilled."
A thought quickly flashed through my mind.
I thought, "Maybe Hunter can save me."
I smiled and said, "Dad, Mom, I want to personally thank this fortune-teller."
On Saturday, I set off early in the morning and finally climbed to the church on the mountain top by 2 p.m.
When I walked in and saw Hunter, I was stunned.
I always thought he would be an old man, but he turned out to be a handsome young man.
He was dressed in simple clothes, his eyes deep and calm, nodding to me in greeting.
He said, "Hello, Ms. Marshall."
I snapped out of it and quickly returned his greeting.
Hunter said, "No need to be formal, just call me Hunter."
I briefly described the events to Hunter, leaving out the part about reincarnation, only mentioning it as a very realistic dream.
After listening, his calm face turned serious.
Hunter said, "Soul-Swapping Spell? I didn't expect anyone to actually use such an evil spell."
"I need to look into a way to undo it. In the meantime, avoid contact with that dog. Wait for me to return."
I almost cried while thanking him.
Before leaving, Hunter handed me a small box.
Inside was a cross necklace.
Hunter said, "Put it under your pillow, it can temporarily protect your soul from disturbance."