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."

the mention of this name, the scene froze instantly. Everyone stopped eating. It was very quiet, other than the ticking of the clock

the knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin and sighed, "Ashley was my youngest daughter. She unfortunately died young. The room you're staying used

was a little surprised. I had no idea that Ashley was

to another room." It was clear that Hobson didn't want

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

rest of the dinner

the water in

delicious food

doing now. I really wanted

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

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 access chapters of novels early and

and cream. Don't worry,"

"I see. Thank you."

most welcome." Hobson sounded exhausted. His breathing

this whole time suddenly

a wheelchair instead of a chair. His legs were as thin as two

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

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