Sylvia's POV:

"Do you have any other requests, my dear guest?" Hobson asked.

"No."

The freedom to go around as I pleased satisfied me already.

Hobson nodded and gestured at me to continue eating.

Ignoring the meat, I settled for the bread and observed the vampires at the table quietly.

Everyone adhered to a strict dining etiquette. They were all good-looking, and they all wore the same cold expression.

They reminded me of Ashley, the beautiful vampire slave.

After mulling over it for a while, I tried to act as normal as possible and mentioned casually, "I found a name plate with the name 'Ashley' on it in the wardrobe. I wonder who she is."

Everyone stopped eating. It was very quiet,

with a napkin and

no idea that Ashley was a direct descendant

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need. I was just curious." I didn't ask any more questions, for fear of stirring up

the dinner went on in

eating my bread. I felt that even the water in

delicious food of

doing now. I

out to be a complicated affair. Everyone had to finish the food on their plate before the next dish was served. The meal

last course and dinner was over. Hobson asked the servant to clear all the plates on the table and serve me a dessert. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

of mango and cream. Don't worry," Hobson

"I see. Thank you."

welcome." Hobson sounded exhausted. His breathing was much weaker than

this whole time suddenly stood up and walked to Hobson's side. Then

sitting on a wheelchair

was definitely not caused by ordinary aging. There must've been an

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