Chapter 148 Dinner of the Seven Gods

Chen Lun interpreted the premonitions of the cards based on the feedback from the Divination.

"Divination isn't a hundred percent prediction of fate, it merely glimpses into a corner of the future, so you two shouldn't take it as absolute," Chen Lun said softly as he set down the cards.

Lang Bo and Hawkins exchanged glances, a mix of joy and worry evident on their faces.

The words of Mr. Jack had been quite clear: their future was to be a happy one, but the separation after thirty-three years... that might suggest death.

For only death could part them.

What worried them was that their beloved dog, Frida, would die in the seventh week of next autumn... meaning it had less than ten months to live.

"Mr. Jack, about Frida... can you help her? I can offer you more payment," Hawkins asked nervously, pulling the Springer Spaniel, who had been lying at Mr. Jack's feet, back into his arms and looking up.