I need to leave first; otherwise, getting bitten and ending up with two bloody holes wouldn't be pleasant. Without another word, I slipped away and hurried downstairs. After escaping, I suddenly realized I didn't have much money on me, so I quickly returned, "Dene, give me some money!" Although he was surprised, he handed me a card, "Margie, be careful, especially about whether anyone has noticed you killed Benson. Also, the elders of the Western European region might send someone else to succeed him. Find out who that person is."
"Okay," I said, taking the card and skipping away from the villa. I first took a beautiful nap on a park lawn under the sun, then bought two big bags of snacks. Holding a book about vampires I had found, I sat on a bench outside the bookstore, eating and reading. Suddenly, I thought about how Lionel always hugs and sniffs me, and a mischievous idea popped into my head. Hehe... I, Margie, am no lamb to the slaughter. Before figuring out his feelings, I need to teach this vampire a lesson!
Looking around, I saw a jewelry shop not far away and quickly gathered my things, happily strolling in. As the sun set, I returned to the baron's underground castle. Entering the parking lot, I noticed an extra luxurious limousine. Peering through the window, I saw that the interior was exceptionally exquisite. Could Lionel have an important guest?
The flower garden, illuminated by lights, was breathtaking, but after seeing it so often, I felt it was a shame that so many flowers never got to bask in the sunlight. Daisy, dressed in a neat and elegant suit, came over from the garden, surprised, "You should be sleeping with the master. Why are you out during the day?"
What kind of nonsense is that? I'm not Lionel's personal pillow. "I'm human, naturally active during the day and asleep at night!" She shrugged disdainfully, offering no comment.
Entering the house, I casually asked, "Whose limousine is that?" "It's Count Kenneth's. Today, Elder Benson was found dead in his suite. He was over 1,500 years old! Tsk tsk... The killer was brutal, not only beheading him but also draining all his blood. Count Kenneth is temporarily acting as the elder of the Western European region. The king, furious over the frequent tragedies in the Western European region, has ordered the baron to assist in a thorough investigation!"
I didn't expect them to act so quickly. Benson had just died, and a count was already taking over as elder. Daisy kept chattering, reminding me, "Count Kenneth and the baron are discussing matters in the study. You should go back to your room first."
"Oh, okay!" Only after walking down the corridor lined with guards did I finally breathe a sigh of relief. Quickly composing myself, trying not to look like a murderer, I smiled and greeted the guards, "Hello, handsome guys!" Click, click... The sound of heads turning, they all seemed to consider themselves handsome. Clearly, not only is Lionel super narcissistic, but vampire men are also vain!
Lost in thought, I couldn't help but burst out laughing. Lionel was walking out from the study at the end of the corridor, dressed in a refined dark yellow suit with a purple patterned shirt inside, and beige casual pants. His flamboyant yet restrained demeanor, paired with his casually styled reddish-brown hair, was wildly captivating.
He seemed to already know where I was, accurately looking over and teasing, "Margie, what's so funny?" "Hehe... uh..." Just as I was about to respond, I noticed a very familiar man following him out. His pale, peach-blossom face was round and handsome, with thin, pale lips and eerie emerald green eyes, dressed in a silver-gray suit, exuding elegance.
My heart skipped a beat. Oh no, wasn't that the man I had frozen in the elevator? He would definitely recognize me! This is bad. Could he be Count Kenneth? I quickly hid behind a guard, covering my face.
"Margie, what's wrong?" Lionel instantly moved behind me, turned my shoulders, and leaned down, laughing, "Are you hiding from me? You were laughing so happily alone, but as soon as you see me, you get nervous. That's not good!" He playfully pressed his forehead against mine, greedily inhaling my scent, cupped my face, and whispered, "Darling, tell me what's wrong?"
Lionel's overly intimate actions made my ears burn, and I couldn't say a word. I quickly shook my head, noticing the man approaching, and buried myself in Lionel's chest, desperately clinging to his waist, hoping the man would see us as a couple and tactfully leave.
Lionel lovingly patted my back, "Margie, what's really wrong? Did you miss me? Come, meet Count Kenneth. He's a good friend of mine and has helped me a lot in the past. Now, he's the elder of the Western European region."
"Oh..." I responded gloomily, frowning, still unwilling to let go of his waist. He helplessly pushed me away slightly, and I quickly raised my hand to cover my face, leaving only my eyes exposed, looking at the man who was curiously staring at me. Struggling for a moment under Lionel's amused and surprised gaze, I finally said, "Hello, Count!"
Kenneth's peach-blossom face suddenly stiffened, eerily scrutinizing me, "It's you?! Why are you covering your face? Guilty conscience?" He's still acting arrogant? If he hadn't tried to suck my blood, would I have frozen him in the elevator? He's the one who should be hiding, not me!
Putting my hand down, I snorted coldly, "So what? It's me. You started it, don't blame me!" "You... you know each other?" Lionel was incredulous but still held me, introducing to Kenneth, "This is my girlfriend, Margie."