Dracula's lips parted in a silent gasp as the memory of their afternoon conversation crashed into his consciousness like a wave.
When Lilith had sent Dracula the picture of an empty flask, she had also attached a text message alongside the picture.
In the text, she had addressed Dracula as a sweetheart and upon reading it, Dracula couldn't help but chuckle in delight, not bothered by the fact that he was in a board meeting.
"Sir, is the proposal not to your liking?" The voice of a female lady questioned Dracula.
Dracula nonchalantly caressed his chin as he nodded his head, urging the board meeting to continue.
The meeting continued as expected, but Dracula couldn't help himself as he read the thought of humans who were all present in the meeting.
'This is the first time the CEO is chuckling out of the blue.'
'Could it be that CEO Dracula is sick, I hope his sickness leads to death.'
