"Don't curse me, because you'll be rich soon too."
Andrew said, "Come on, curse me. Let's make our dreams come true together."
Andrew's words made the Gypsy Enchantress's heart skip a beat. Of course she wanted money. In America, money was important.
"I can give it a try, but I don't know if it'll work. I only learned a little from my grandmother. Otherwise, I would've gotten rich long ago."
The Gypsy Enchantress asked, "Also, how much are you planning to pay?"
Andrew took out his checkbook and wrote down a number. Then, he handed the check to the Gypsy Enchantress. "Earn this payment first. When I need the curse lifted in the future, you'll earn another payment."
When the Gypsy Enchantress saw the number on the check, her breathing immediately quickened. She promptly accepted it and said, "I'll curse you right away."
After saying that, the Gypsy Enchantress took apart the doll. Inside was a strange, irregular Stone, branded with a blood-red rune. This was the key to how the Gypsy Enchantress could curse Chuck.
This was no ordinary curse. It was a curse capable of changing Fate. Without this Stone of Curses, even if the Gypsy Enchantress sacrificed her life and soul, she would not have been able to curse Chuck.
That Stone is mine now. Andrew's eyes flashed. The Stone of Curses had changed owners.
Next, the Gypsy Enchantress began to curse Andrew. Before driving the needle in, she asked, "Have you made up your mind? Do you really want to be cursed? Not only can I not guarantee success, I also can't guarantee that I'll be able to lift the curse."
"Begin. I can barely wait."
Andrew said. The Gypsy Enchantress did not waste any more words. She viciously drove the long needle into the doll,