The bottle suddenly got snatched from Benjamin. "I didn't know you wanted some. That's the last one in the fridge." Benjamin said when he saw Adair staring at the bottle strangely. Adair took the bottle to his nose and smelt it. He smelt the blood in it. In his other hand was the bottle he had taken from Collette. While he was upstairs, he heard the door open, then seconds later, he smelt the familiar smell of orange, but that smell wasn't coming from the bottle he held, it was coming from downstairs which meant whoever came in was drinking orange juice.Furthermore, he suddenly realized the bottle he took from Collette didn't have the smell of blood in it which meant this wasn't it. Adair glanced at Benjamin for a while before he parted his lips and said, "You just consumed vampire blood." "It doesn't kill, right?" Benjamin asked rather calmly. Crumbling the plastic bottle in his hand, Adair retorted, "No, it doesn't. But it does have the potential of turning you into a vampire
“Really? That's terrifying.” Olivia subconsciously. Just like Alice, she couldn't help recalling all that she had said and done to Adair. “Did Adair give you a job?” David asked with an embarrassed smile. As the one who should've provided for his son, he was feeling really ashamed that there was nothing he could do to help himself or his family. Trevor nodded, “Adair made me the stand-in president of Dame's Enterprises.” Alice, who was about to ask something else, had her lips parted, but no word came out of it as she stared at Trevor in surprise. Stand-in president in Dame's Enterprises? She clearly read the news that said the previous president couldn't continue leading the enterprise for some reason, so a stand-in president was going to be brought in. Who knew that person was no one besides her elder brother. “Adair gave you such a big position? He's surprisingly one not to hold grudges.” Alice murmured. However, Olivia, who was surprised and elated just a while ago, suddenly
“That doesn't still give you the authority to commit murder.” Alice exhaled in a rather tiny voice. What is this? Not only did Zane look extremely pleasing to her eyes, her body also reacted to him. Zane obviously heard the loud thumping of her heart, but he failed to see the reason she was so scared. He had a pretty face, and he did his best to restrain his aura around them. So why exactly was she so scared? He thought for a moment before signing. Forget it. Despite living for centuries and coming across millions of humans, he still couldn't figure out how they acted sometimes. Slipping out his phone, he turned to glance at the body behind him before dialing Adair's number. It rang twice before it was answered. “It's midnight and my wife is fast asleep. What could be so important that it couldn't wait until morning, Zane?” Adair asked in a hushed voice as soon as the call connected. Zane froze and slowly glanced at the time in his phone, ten minutes after 1. Adair was someone
The word was floating in Zane's mind, and he was just about to say it when he heard the elevator ding open. A serious-looking Jordan appeared in their train of sight. “What are you doing here?” Zane asked with a shrug. Jordan walked past him and stopped before the man who attacked Trevor and his family. He asked instead, “Have you gotten anything out of him?” “You didn't need to come. I was handling the situation perfectly.” Zane replied instead, a small frown caressing his face. “Jordan Hale. You're alive, and you still seem to be Adair Huxley's lackey.” The man on the ground spat out, his voice coated with hatred. His words and tone caught Zane by surprise as it sounded like this person knew Jordan. But how could this person know Jordan without Zane knowing who he was? So to satisfy his curiosity, Zane turned to Jordan, “He knows you. How does he know you?”Jordan tilted his head to the side and used his feet to kick the man on the floor a few times and glanced at Zane, “His f
Before Zane could get to Hannah, she already left. “Mrs. Huxley, have you met her before?” He asked once he returned to Collette's side. Collette, who was handing over her card at that moment, glanced at him briefly before asking, “Met who before?” “The lady who just introduced herself as Hannah Griffin.” He clarified. “Oh, she?” Collette shook her head, glancing towards the path Hannah had taken, “No, I haven't. This is my first time meeting her. She's beautiful and she seems nice. For someone who doesn't know me, I'm surprised she introduced herself, though.” Zane clenched his fist tightly as he stared at Collette. Who said Hannah doesn't know you? After Collette purchased the laptop, he drove her back to Crystal Palace, his eyes going to his side view mirror occasionally that Collette who sat in the back, couldn't help but notice. “Are we being followed by one of Adair's enemies?” Collette inquired, glancing behind them as well. Zane chuckled slightly and shook his head, “
The air in the conference room was extremely tense as the two men who sat at the two opposite heads of the table stared at each other intensely. Trevor was the first to take off his eyes as he picked up his pen and wrote down something on the opened document before him. Afterward, he dropped the pen and interlocked his fingers. “Dame's Enterprises won't go into a collaboration with the Celestial Cooperation because of its past record of losing money. I stand to be convinced.” He said aloud, his eyes going to his left side where the people from Celestial Cooperation, the company owned by the Pitt's family, sat. There was silence for a while before one of them got up and walked to the electronic board. “We're not proud of what happened months ago, but I'd like to bring your attention to the company's recent financial history, which states that we've made a decent amount of money, which has been used to settle the debts the company accrued during its dark moments. Celestial Cooperati
In an alley, a certain redhead dragged a body to somewhere concealed. He added it to the pile of bodies already there. From the looks of it, these people were already dead. After he was done, he found somewhere to sit. Then took out his lighter and smoked. Suddenly, he paused and glanced behind him to see someone walking towards him. “I saw you nap that man from a mile ago and felt you were familiar. So I followed you while wondering why you looked familiar.” Zane said as he got closer to the man. “Gary Lincoln, it's been a long time. I wondered where you disappeared to.” Gary stared at Zane for a while before taking his eyes away. Zane was centuries younger than Gary, so Gary wasn't the least threatened by his presence. “Did you prefer a coffin before you came looking for me?” Gary scoffed. “I've never been a fan of coffins. I prefer to die and get burnt to ashes. Stuffed into a coffin or stabbed in the heart with a stake. Which do you prefer, Gary?” Zane asked Gary, slipping a
Adair arrived home that evening clutching some bags. Layla, who was on the couch, watching a telenovela, glanced at him and her eyes gleamed happily. This wasn't because she was happy he was back, it was because whenever he came home clutching some bags, that meant he got her new bags and jewelries. Adair gave some to her and Sarah then proceeded to climb the stairs. However, he rushed back down minutes later, panic-stricken. “Where's Collette?” He asked Layla. Layla didn't glance at him, as her happiness for the things he had gotten her overshadowed the worry in his voice. “Collette left an hour ago. She said she had to meet a friend of hers and show her around Crest Ville.” “A friend of hers? Aster?” Adair said in a somewhat relaxed voice because he knew some of his men were watching after Aster and would step in if she tried to hurt Collette in any way. Come to think of it, he was getting worried for no reason. He had his men stationed around Crystal Palace to keep their eye