After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

"Yes," Sylvia's clear face was serious. "I can tell you this. Your sister is not sick; she has been cursed with an ancient face-swapping spell. This curse is extremely malicious, not only wanting her face but also her life."

"Face-swapping spell?" Dariel was even more confused.

He had grown up with a materialistic worldview, and now someone was telling him about such mystical things. He found it hard to accept.

"Yes," Sylvia stood in front of Carley, carefully examining her face. "Finding the person who cursed you is not easy. Can you tell me who you were in contact with before you started getting acne?" Carley was frightened by Sylvia's words.

But she thought about how she had visited so many hospitals and taken so many medications, yet nothing worked.

Could it really be a curse?

Clare was the first to recover from the shock. For some reason, he suddenly thought of the recent Hipps Group perfume incident.

"Dariel, you know, recently our family's perfume was cursed with bad luck... It was because Maritza in our family hired some master to do it. Some things in this world are believable or not. If you believe, it's true; if you don't, it's nothing."

But what shocked Clare the most was that Sylvia could see such things?

When did she learn this?

After hearing Clare's words, Dariel immediately thought of the recent perfume scandal.

Since the Hipps family had experienced something similar, he curiously asked Sylvia, "Miss Andrews, do you have a way to break the curse? If you can save my sister's life, I will be eternally grateful. Even if I have to work like a horse or ox, I will repay Miss Andrews."

Sylvia directly said, "Miss Kaur, please answer my previous question. Who were you in contact with?"

Carley recalled and said, "During that time, my best friend Jocelyn was heartbroken, so I often accompanied her. We drank and went to bars together. Sometimes, when it got late, I would stay at the Sweeney family... It seems that one time we drank too much, I stayed at the Sweeney family for a night, and the next day I started breaking out."

Since then, she had not gone out again, staying at home every day without seeing anyone or socializing.

It was as if she was isolated from the world. The most she did every day was lock herself in her room and write online.

Fortunately, she had the internet and readers with her; otherwise, she would have long been unable to endure such pain and suffering.

The acne on her face was particularly itchy, but she didn't dare to scratch it and could only endure it.

It felt like thousands of maggots were crawling on her face. Especially now that it started oozing pus, the pain and itch made her want to tear off her entire face.

It was too painful!

She could hardly describe her suffering.

Hearing his sister's story, Dariel was no fool. After a brief thought, he immediately said, "Since my sister has been staying home and not daring to go out, Jocelyn has become more radiant. Her originally plain features have inexplicably become more attractive and beautiful."

Sylvia nodded seriously, "So that's the problem. Someone's life is in turmoil due to damaged looks, while another's plain face becomes more beautiful. Why?"

Carley was shocked. "You mean... my most trusted best friend harmed me?"

She shook her head as if she couldn't believe this conclusion. "I don't believe it!"

"Some things are beyond belief. But... this is just our hypothesis for now. I need to investigate and gather evidence," Sylvia carefully observed her face. "I'll first help you break this curse. You will have a recovery period during which I'll come daily to apply medicine."

She then told Carley, "Sit on the sofa, place your hands flat, and close your eyes."

Carley was half-believing and half-doubting but felt anxious inside. However, for the sake of living a healthy life under the sun like a normal person...

She decided to give it a try and followed Sylvia's instructions.

Dariel and Clare watched Sylvia curiously.

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But now they had no other choice but to try this unconventional method.

They had sought medical help for so long without any results.

Might as well give it a shot!

So, the two men stared intently at the woman standing in front of Carley.

The woman's face was clear and beautiful, her clear eyes fixed on Carley's disgusting face.

But she seemed unfazed.

Even when the foul smell hit her, she acted as if she couldn't smell it.

She extended her slender white hand and began drawing something in the air over Carley's face.

In just a moment, a pattern faintly floated there. The woman's cold voice rang out, "Break!"

The strange pattern then merged into Carley's face!

This scene deeply shocked Clare and Dariel!

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never have believed that there really was a way to break curses!

As Sylvia's voice fell, Carley's previously calm face began to contort.

The pus-filled traces on her face twisted as if worms were writhing around.

The foul smell grew stronger, filling the entire living room.

The stench was overwhelming!

"Ah! It hurts! What did you do to me? It hurts! Brother-save me!"

Carley flailed her hands wildly in the air. In an instant, the pus-filled traces began peeling off her cheeks.

The scene was terrifying!

Seeing his sister in pain, Dariel couldn't help but rush forward.

Sylvia stopped him with a serious expression on her beautiful face. "Now is the time to remove the foulness from her face. You can't go be

over! Otherwise, all efforts will go

wasted. This pain is something only she can endure to be reborn!"

Carley writhed in pain on the floor, tears mixed with pus falling continuously from her cheeks. After a few minutes...

It was as if a miracle had happened.

The pus on her face finally drained away completely, revealing new pink flesh trembling slightly.

She could feel it herself; her face no longer smelled bad!

Sylvia walked over and squatted down to help her up from the floor.

At this moment, Carley was drenched in sweat, her hair soaked on her forehead.

"I'll come daily to change your

medicine. The new flesh is very delicate and can easily scar if you're not careful. So don't scratch it even if it itches from healing wounds."

Hearing Sylvia's instructions, Carley now fully trusted her.

She nodded vigorously. "I understand. I've endured so much pain; what's a little itch?"

As long as she could recover, she was willing to pay any price.

Seeing his sister's face no longer emitting a foul odor, Dariel finally breathed a sigh of relief. His heart that had been hanging finally settled down.

He looked grateful. "I never expected Miss Andrews to be such a hidden expert. Thank you. Whatever the cost, just name it."

Sylvia raised an eyebrow. "Since you're friends with my uncle, I won't charge any fee."

"If Miss Andrews ever needs anything from the Kaur family in the future, we will do our utmost," Dariel said gratefully. He never expected Sylvia would not take any money.

Sylvia looked at Carley curled up on

the sofa still recovering. "The person

who swapped faces with you will suffer backlash. So... observe Jocelyn in the future to see if it's really her."

"Thank you for the reminder. If it's really her... I won't let it go!" A fierce look flashed in Carley's eyes.

This grudge would not be easily forgotten by the Kaur family.

After having dinner at the Kaur family home, Clare and Sylvia returned to the Hipps Residence together.

On the way back, Clare frequently glanced at Sylvia while driving.

Sylvia yawned lazily. "Uncle, do you have something to say?"

"Sylvia... when did you learn these mystical things?" Clare was genuinely curious.

He realized he had been an incompetent uncle who didn't know his own niece well enough.

"You know my master passed away recently," Sylvia said calmly. "Actually, I've only learned a little bit over the past few days."

Clare's handsome face twisted immediately.

He twitched his mouth as he glared at the beautiful woman beside him in disbelief. Was she even human?

A few days?

Just a few days and she's this good?

This... she's practically a genius among geniuses!

Meanwhile, at the Sweeney family estate, a sudden piercing scream came from a quiet villa.

"Ah!-It hurts!"

"My face!"

"Damn it! What's going on? Call Master Wood quickly!"

Then came the sound of things being smashed and shattered.

Jocelyn stood in shock in the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror on the wall and shaking her head in disbelief.

"Why? Why has my increasingly beautiful face turned into this?"

Blood marks surged up like crazy worms growing all over her face!

Gradually, those worms began emitting waves of nauseating stench that almost made her faint from the smell.

"I... ah!"

In anger, she grabbed a bottle of toner and smashed it against the mirror!

With a crash, the mirror shattered into pieces.

"This isn't me! This isn't me at all!"

The servants were startled and began screaming for Master Wood.

"Master Wood! Something's wrong! Miss Jocelyn's face is ruined!"

Master Wood had just finished refining his latest pill when he heard this and turned pale with fright. He hurriedly ran towards Jocelyn's villa.

The face-swapping curse he cast should have been unbreakable except by Master Newman!

How could it be broken?