“Yes,” Mrs. Moorsum said. “Miss Hudson, I also know a little about physiognomy. I can tell from your appearance that you are blessed.”

“Really?” The smile on Estelle’s face faded a little.

“But you don’t look well. You might have had a hard time before. Wait a minute. I’ll do a tarot card reading for you later.”

After quickly finishing doing the dishes, Mrs. Moorsum pulled Estelle to sit on the sofa, took out a set of tarot cards, placed them on the table orderly, and looked at them carefully.

“Miss Hudson, it seems that your life was full of ups and downs in the past years,” she stated.

Hearing...