Chapter 251 The Fall of the False Master

iNo/ii… /iimpossible.

Luck runs out eventuallyi. /i

Scarlett must be bluffing.

Jack had been inside waiting for a long time earlier–maybe he’d arranged for some specialists.

But the truth had already been investigated thoroughly. Mr. Tristan had no hope left.

No one could save him.

So there was no need to panic.

Leo nced at her from the side.

“You’re scared?”

Reba immediately straightened up, regaining herposure.

“What’s there to be afraid of? I predicted it. My predictions don’t go wrong.”

Leo narrowed his eyes.

“Good. You know I only respect a true master. You were introduced by that person.”

“If you really have a problem, then I might need to reconsider my cooperation with that

A cold sweat broke out on Reba’s back.

She clenched her teeth, praying desperately that Scarlett wouldn’t seed.

The door to the hospital room suddenly opened.

Kason was supporting Mr. Tristan–his face still pale, but he was walking on his own.

“Mr. Tristan?! He… he’s fine?!”

“My god! How is this possible? Didn’t the doctors say there was no chance?”

“That girl who just went inside… did she really save Mr. Tristan?”

person.

Everyone was stunned, staring at the living, breathing Mr. Tristan as if witnessing a miracle.

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Mr. Tristan steadied himself, looked at the shocked crowd, then turned to Scarlett beside him, his eyes full of gratitude.

“Thank you, Dr. Joyner. If it weren’t for you, I’d have lost my life today.”

He turned toward Kason, who was still frozen in ce, and said firmly, “Aren’t you going to thank Dr. Joyner?”

Kason snapped back to himself and bowed deeply to my father!”

Scarlett. “Dr. Joyner, thank you. Thank you for saving

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The crowd erupted.

Punches

“Oh my god! What’s going on here? Didn’t Reba say Mr. Tristan didn’t have much time left? Then why is

he…b” /b

“That girl… she’s the real deal, isn’t she? What exactly did she do inside?”

“Master, my ass! If not for Dr. Joyner, Mr. Tristan would be gone! Reba’s whole act is nothing but a scary

“Yeah! Didn’t she swear it was fate? Now look at her, pped in the face! She’s just a fraud, making money off lies!”

All the doubt and scorn turned squarely on Reba. The more they had believed her before, the more betrayed they felt now.

“Fate arranged for this to happen? What nonsense! It’s all deception!”

“Get Reba out here, let her see what it means when people defy destiny! Her tricks are finished!”

The usations cut like sharp des, shredding the carefully packaged image of the so–called Master Reba.

Sunlight poured through the hospital windows, but it could no longer illuminate the false altar once built upon the lies of destiny.

And standing at the center of the crowd, Scarlett seemed almost holy in the awed and reverent gazes of everyone around her.

Reba’s myth as a heavenly master copsed in an instant, crumbling with Mr. Tristan’s recovery.

Reba swayed, her face pale as paper.

Without thinking, she blurted out in desperation.

“What’s the rush? What if this is just a final re before death?”

Silence fell immediately.

Yes, people had heard of that final surge of strength before death.

But how could she say such a thing in front of the man himself?

They expected the Seth family to be enraged, to humiliate Reba on the spot.

But Mr. Tristan and Kason didn’t mind at all.

Mr. Tristan even chuckled.

“You all think this is just a final re–up, don’t you?”

“Too bad it’s not. Doesn’t that just kill you?”

The way he said it was almost infuriating.

But it was his life, and now that he was joking, no one dared contradict him.

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They could only force awkward smiles while secretly resenting the miracle healer who had misled them.

They had spoken too hastily earlier.

Would this offend the Seth family?

Would it even strain ties with the Lane fa

“Miracle healer? Bah!”

Someone finally found their voice and quickly changed sides.

“You said Mr. Tristan wouldn’t make it. Now what do you say?”

“You nearly ruined him! I really thought you were powerful.”

“I almost believed you.”

“Nothing but a con artist!”

A crowd surrounded Reba, voices full of condemnation.

Her face grew uglier by the second.

Hatred for Scarlett burned inside her–but she was powerless.

“Look at her eyes,

like she wants to eat Scarlett alive.”

Dreame sneered. “Some miracle healer–sent here just to bully Scarlett, right?”

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