With one hand resting on the table, Vincent asked her, "Did you enjoy having your breakfast with us, Ms. Barlow?"
"It was my second breakfast for the day," replied Eve, and Vincent chuckled.
"Didn't look like it," he looked at her from the corner of his eyes.
On one side, Eve was happy to have the job, knowing she wouldn't be kicked out from being Miss Allie's governess. But the reason why Vincent had even discussed it with his father was that he had discovered her truth and keeping her close would make it easier for him to consume her blood whenever he wanted. It wasn't as if she didn't know why the decision had been made. Then another part of her mind told her that she was an efficient governess, and the family had seen her potential.
Eve said to Vincent, "Thank you for your invitation today, Master Vincent, but I would be more grateful to stick to the piano room and teach Miss Allie, without any other extra benefits."
