Doted by Many: I became the Top-Tier Celebrity!-Chapter 447 - 446: Feng Shui Master 1

Serena saw this and gently patted his back, but did not stop him.

Since she was young, she knew her father was a Feng Shui Master, and he was so obsessed with Feng Shui that perhaps letting him talk would make him feel better.

"At first, the business made only a little progress, then after dedicating more time, I found out the location of the company wasn’t good. Following the Feng Shui tips, I changed the company’s address, leading to what we have today."

"Dad, why did you suddenly tell me this?"

His eyes darkened: "I really want to predict the second half of your lives. Unfortunately, I’m not capable enough. I’ve been looking for Cindy Sloane all this time."

Serena was startled: "Dad, why are you looking for her?"

Heath saw her shocked expression and grabbed her hand: "Serena, do you know her?"

"She’s my classmate abroad," Serena mumbled.

"Classmate?"

Heath was also surprised, somewhat incredulous, his gray eyes suddenly coming to life.

Serena nodded: "Yes, she just went abroad to study, and was my classmate for a year, a top student at our school."

Heath was very excited, trembling uncontrollably, his eyes wild with joy as he held her hand tightly: "What’s your relationship with her like?"

"Just a normal classmate relationship, she’s pretty withdrawn, doesn’t like making friends, and doesn’t speak much."

Heath’s expression grew even more excited: "Can you show me her photo?"

"I don’t have a solo photo of her, but there’s a group photo from our class outing."

"Get it out."

Serena didn’t dare delay, took out her phone, searched through her space, and finally found a group photo from the first half of the year, opened a big group photo, handed it to him, and pointed out: "Dad, that’s Cindy Sloane."

"So alike..."

Heath murmured, his eyes turning moist: "Really so alike..."

Serena looked confusedly at Isaac Ford beside her.

Isaac gently shook his head, signaling not to interrupt his thoughts.

"She’s a mixed-race girl, from a single-parent family, right?"

Serena nodded: "She’s from a single-parent family, Dad, do you know her mother?"

Heath choked up a bit: "The one who taught me Feng Shui before was her mother, and because of her mother, we have today’s Hawthorne family."

Serena looked at him in shock, remembering how her father always was stern-faced, never smiling, and this was the first time she saw him so excited, even his hand holding the phone trembled.

"Dad..."

"Can you have her come see me?" Heath asked.

Serena furrowed her brows: "I can, but dad, why do you want to see her?"

Heath said: "I want to ask her something."

"But will she be willing to come see you?"

"I’m considered a disciple of her mother’s, she should have heard about me. You pass the word, whether she comes or not depends on destiny." Heath sighed, looking very weak.

"Okay."

At this moment, Claire Kane brought over the Compass, already covered in a layer of dust.

Heath, having only one hand, took the Compass, cleaned it with a wet tissue: "You all go out now."

Claire thought about saying something to him but seeing him like this, the words wouldn’t come out. She nodded: "Kids, all of you go out, let your dad rest well."

"Yes."

Isaac’s voice was unexpectedly gentle: "Uncle Heath, I’ll come see you later."

"Hmm."

After coming out, Claire couldn’t hold back her tears, wiping them as she said: "Serena, your dad keeps asking me for the Compass every day. He’s gotten this sick, yet he still wants the Compass. I always feel that because when he was young, he liked calculating Feng Shui, he offended something, and now in his old age, he’s facing consequences."

"Mom, don’t talk nonsense. Dad hasn’t done anything evil, how could he face consequences?"

"Feng Shui fortune-telling is inherently not a good thing," Claire looked at her: "You absolutely mustn’t get involved, understand?"

Serena nodded: "I understand."

"Serena, you’re back!"

At this time, a girl around twenty-three years old ran in, first greeted the two of them, then upon getting closer, saw Claire, quickly and obediently called out: "Aunt."

Claire smiled gently, lightly tapped her head affectionately: "Oh, it’s Rosie."

She was her younger sister’s daughter, her own niece.

Their sisterly relationship was very good, so much so that Rosie was treated as her own daughter.

While speaking, Rosie’s eyes occasionally glanced at Isaac Ford beside her, cheeks slightly red, quickly withdrawing her gaze, before answering obediently: "Mom said Uncle is sick, so she sent me to have a look."

"Rosie, stay at home. Your sister also just returned from abroad, you two haven’t seen each other in a while, it’s good to keep each other company." Claire spoke gently.

"Okay!" Rosie was delighted at being asked to stay.

Because of Isaac.

Isaac had once been saved by Heath, due to the life-saving grace, he often came to the Hawthorne family to visit Heath since childhood.

At one time during an uncle’s birthday party, she met him, so it could be said they knew each other from a young age.

It was only with a mindset worth trying, never expecting that Isaac truly came here.

He would likely stay at the Hawthorne family for some days, allowing her more time to be with him.

Claire exchanged a few more words before leaving.

Serena, seeing her mother walk away, reached out to hold her hand, softly saying: "Rosie, long time no see."

Her relationship with Rosie was very good, more filled with gratitude.

Especially during this year she studied abroad, she often came over to accompany her parents, fulfilling the role she should have as a daughter, very grateful: "Rosie, stay at home for a longer time, it’s been such a long time since we last met."

"Alright." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Then she turned to Isaac, her voice slightly shy: "Isaac, we haven’t seen each other in a long time too."

Isaac: "Hmm."

The tone was cold, without any warmth.

He had been like this since childhood, and Rosie was accustomed to it.

"Isaac, you..."

Before the words were finished, Isaac turned and walked toward the guest room, leaving a distant, cold back, making one shiver.

Rosie bit her lip, murmuring: "He really hasn’t changed at all from when he was young."

Serena asked, surprised: "You still like him?"

"Hmm..."

She shook her head: "Isaac’s personality is too cold, he doesn’t suit you at all. It’s better to let go of this thought early."

Rosie said nothing, slowly lowered her head, she knew she could enter Isaac’s heart.

These years he hasn’t been in a relationship, proving he hasn’t found anyone he likes, and since there’s no one, why shouldn’t she have a chance?

"Serena, let’s go to your room. I have so much to tell you."

Serena thought of her father’s unstable emotions; having her sister’s company provided some comfort, so she nodded: "Let’s go."

On the other side, in Isaac’s guest room.