Chapter 39 Someone Sent by the Everett Family

"But you? Living the good life in this nice house with your precious herbs?" The old man kicked over the drying racks, sending herbs flying everywhere. "We all know what these are for. Cross the Everett family again, and you'll regret it."

The yard lay in complete disarray, with dried medicinal herbs scattered across the ground like debris after a storm.

Gwenyth knelt on the ground collecting herb