To anyone observing, the scene resembled a daughter bidding farewell to her mother, yet in reality, it was the opposite.
Furthermore, with her grave and utterly serious expression, Miss Phemis clearly had no inkling of the impression her unique appearance might create in others.
Murphy had to bite his tongue hard to keep himself from making any sarcastic comments.
By now, he had completely confirmed that this Blood Vulture heiress, who always maintained a stern and indifferent facade in front of others, was, at heart, a natural airhead clueless about many common-sense matters. It was difficult to imagine how she developed such a character.
But then again, wasn't this just typical of the "colorful" lives of the Eternal Species?
Having lived for so long that their outlook on the world had become twisted.
Not to mention, didn't he have at home a worthless Vampire Miss who claimed to have lived five hundred years but was still hopelessly addicted to alcohol?
