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ALLURE OF THE NIGHT
Chapter 371 Start Of Fall
When the day of the soiree arrived, Eve stood in front of the mirror in her room. She wore a wine-red gown that swept the marble floor when she walked. The gown had been sent to her two hours ago by Vincent for her to wear. The translucent sleeves reached up to her wrists, while the back of the dress had a deep back, which touched her lower back.
She had parted her golden blonde hair from the side, twisting and tying it into an elegant hairstyle. She pinned two little flowers on the side of her hair.
"A lot of carriages have lined up in the shed and the guests have entered the mansion. The Moriartys sure are a well known family with the kind of people I see this evening," Timotei said from the edge of the window, which he had only jumped on a few seconds ago. "Nervous?" He asked Eve.
"A little," Eve answered truthfully before asking the black cat, "Are the Hookes here?"
The cat raised his black paw and said, "They are missing. Probably coming late so that everyone can see them enter. I used to do that all the time," his black tail moved in the air.
"Might I say, you are dressed quite right for the occasion. But I doubt it is of your taste."
"Vincent chose the gown," Eve murmured, staring into her reflection. She then peeked outside the window and saw two more carriages enter through the mansion's gates. She wondered what Vincent was up to right now.
"The arrogant pureblooded vampire has taste in clothing. If I were in my vampire form, and not in this cat form, I would have surely accompanied you to this soiree," Timotei placed his paw on his chest to show how generous he was with his eyes closed. He opened his already narrowed green eyes and said, "Now only if you had turned me to a vampire from this cat form. But that's fine, who said you couldn't carry a cat with you as an accessory and mind you, I am more expensive than those diamonds or other jewels."
Timotei stopped talking when someone knocked on the door, and Eve responded, "Come in."
It was Alfie, and he informed her, "Ms. Barlow, the soiree is going to begin soon."
Eve nodded, exhaling air through her lips and said, "I will be right there."
"Yes, milady," Alfie bowed and left the place.
Before leaving the room, Eve gently said to Timotei, "I think you would do better in Allie's hands, than in mine."
The cat softly growled, remembering Eve's jealous lover who had thrown him into the bush.
When Eve reached the top of the stairs from the right side, at the same time, Marceline appeared on the left side. The young vampiress wore a green gown that showcased her dainty shoulders, while her gown flowed similarly to Eve's gown on the floor.
The two women's eyes met each other, and Marceline's face soured on noticing Eve's gown. It was a gown that appeared much better than the one she wore. She had wanted to buy a gown for the soiree, but with her cursed foot, she hadn't found time to do it.
The guests who stood near the end of the hallways and near the stairs their eyes fell on the two beautiful women at the top of the staircase. One was a woman with her golden hair and red-wine gown who looked enchanting, as if one could only find in their dreams. While the other woman, the vampiress in her dark green gown, looked as if she had stepped out of a painting.
Eve ignored Marceline after their last conversation and started to walk. Marceline didn't like anyone trying to overtake her, and she quickly started to climb down the stairs, such that the two reached the top of the last and long flight of stairs.
The guests stared at the two beautiful women, not knowing which one to concentrate on. Marceline held her head high as she demanded attention and respect, while on the other hand, Eve's eyes looked around and searched for Vincent.
"Lady Marceline looks as beautiful as ever," one guest remarked.
"She looks lovely, doesn't she?" Another guest agreed before getting more interested in Eve as she seemed nothing less than a mystery, "But look at the other woman, who is she?"
"Isn't that the same lady who had attended the previous night's ball here?" one of the male guests asked the person next to him. "The one who Vincent Moriarty danced with?"
"Is she the same lady? She looks stunning. I should perhaps ask her for a dance," one of the men said, ready to grab the opportunity before someone else asked the lady for a dance.
"But Lady Marceline still stands out better, doesn't she?" someone else said as if subtly questioning which woman was better.
Marceline, who could hear the whisperings, and smiled to herself. Of course, she was better than the lowly human. And as beautiful as the vampiress looked this evening, she felt her foot strike a continuous pain that had started to spread towards her knee. Though she had bandaged her cursed foot, it took great effort to walk gracefully. She put a pleasant smile on her lips as she climbed the stairs.
But Marceline, who was concentrating on garnering compliments from her admirers, had for a moment forgotten about balancing her cursed foot, as she had raised her head too high. It ended up with her foot wobbling along with her body before the vampiress tumbled on the stairs and fell at the end of the stairs near the ground.
Eve gasped, seeing Marceline's fall as she hadn't expected it, along with the other guests. The young vampiress felt pain in her back and foot.
"Are you alright, Lady Marceline?" One of the men hurriedly approached her in concern.
A few more gasps and murmurs erupted, "What is that?" pointing at Marceline.
"...is that her shoe?" Questioned one of the women. "Such a big fat foot. Did she always have it?" Marceline's face turned pale as a ghost, realising her shoes were exposed. One was normal-sized, and the other was large.
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ALLURE OF THE NIGHT
Chapter 372 Dealing With Pest
One of the female guests, who in the past had been ridiculed by Marceline, remarked, "It seems like no one is perfect."
When Eve's eyes fell on Marceline's shoes, she frowned. One was small, and the other was enormous. What was going on? She noticed Marceline's face turned red, and she didn't know if it was because of anger or embarrassment. The young vampiress quickly pushed her gown to hide the shoes beneath it.
Even the person, who had come to help her, held an unsure and apprehensive look on his face. Realising everyone noticed it, she said,
"I hurt my foot and injured it," she tried to put up a smile but miserably failed. While some nodded, some looked at her in doubt and continued to whisper among themselves.
"Vampires heal faster, what was the need for it?" One of the female guests whispered. "Do you think something is wrong with her?"
Marceline, who was already having a hard week with the curse backfiring on her and not knowing how to undo the curse, the murmurs right now didn't help her.
Eve reached the bottom of the stairs. Noticing how everyone only stared at the young vampiress, she went near where Marceline was and said, "Here," stretching her hand for the vampiress to take.
But Marceline was too angry, and the mask that she always wore had started to crack, and she clenched her hands, and some of them noticed her anger. Marceline didn't take Eve's hand, and only slapped it away.
"What is wrong with Lady Marceline?" asked someone in the guests.
"Now that I think about it, don't you think she looks a little tired? Like she's lost the shine," one of the male guests stated.
Marceline fumed further, and got herself to stand before storming out of there. Instead of going to the ballroom, she escaped to the backside of the mansion.
Not a moment later, the guests who had praised Marceline now turned their full attention on Eve, finding her more attractive than the vampiress. One of them even stepped forward and bowed in greeting,
"Milady, I couldn't help but admire your beauty that shines brighter than the stars in the sky. If you would allow me f—"
"Ms. Barlow is with me," Eve heard someone's words from behind her.
Eve turned in the direction of the familiar voice, which she had forgotten to whom it belonged. She pursed her lips when she noticed it was Henry Quintin.
Henry Quintin walked towards where Eve and the other man stood. When he tried to pick up her hand, Eve took a step back to prevent him from touching her. But the man was as shameless as before, to forget what happened in the past, and he smiled at her,
"Good evening, Ms. Barlow. It seems like destiny is on our side, by bringing us together once again." Henry Quintin turned to look at the other man with a pointed look, who left as Henry came from a higher social standing family. Turning back to Eve, he asked, "What do you say?"
Eve couldn't believe that he was behaving as if hadn't misbehaved with her. Keeping her composure, she said, "I think your mind doesn't catch things quickly when it comes to learning not to cause trouble Mr. Quintin. It would be better if you don't talk to me, or come near me."
Henry chuckled, brushing her rudeness, "Just because you are in the mansion of a high class family and surrounded by people of class, doesn't mean you are from one to think you can speak to me in such a tone. You are a woman from a lower class, and I am willing to change it for you."
When Eve ignored him and started to walk away, the man followed her, making it appear as if they were together. She stopped walking after a few seconds, and the man did the same. She turned to see him offer her a pleasant smile that might have worked on her before, but it didn't anymore. She politely said,
"Mr. Quintin, people like you make me believe that I am in a better class than you can ever achieve. You are in a class where no woman in her right mind would agree to be with you. So before you decide to change my class, I would advise you to change yourself."
Henry Quintin was baffled that this lowly woman was speaking to him like this in public, and some of the guests stared at them but more at him with disapproving looks. He nervously smiled at the other guests and returned his gaze to the lowly woman and said,
"Last time there was a little misunderstanding, not to mention, you seemed quite eager to come to my mansion—"
"You mean to attend the soiree where you tried to misbehave with me," Eve's words were direct, and she spoke calmly. She would have tried to avoid causing trouble before, but she had found her voice in handling the people of high society.
Even Henry noticed the change in her attitude, and the more she resisted, Genevieve Barlow only turned that much more alluring that he wanted to have her for himself. He opened his mouth to speak, but Eve beat him to it.
Eve said, "With what Mr. Vincent Moriarty did to you last time, one would think you would have learned your lesson to not step into the Moriarty household again or near me. Do you think he has forgotten what you did and he would beat you in front of people?" She questioned Henry, who blinked at her.
Henry had solely come to the mansion to attend the soiree with the thought that Lady Aurora had already set up with Eve, that she had swayed the lowly woman's mind. Thinking about Vincent Moriarty hitting him, his face turned rigid.
"Eve," someone called. Hearing the voice, both Eve and Henry turned in the direction. They noticed it was Duke Noah along with Lady Anaya, who made their way to where Eve was. The she-wolf asked, "Is everything alright?"
Eve smiled and replied, "Yes. Mr. Quintin was just leaving."
"I will go and find myself a drink," Henry excused himself before giving a nod to the two women, and when he turned to the Duke, he felt him intensely stare at him. He quickly scurried from there to see where the Marchioness was to have a quick word with her.
Anaya asked, "How have you been, Eve? I found it very strange when I heard the news about Mr. Moriarty going to marry the Marquee's daughter. Is that true?" She asked in a low voice.
Eve gave her a nod, "It is true."
"I am so sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do?" Anaya asked, and she placed her hand on Eve's shoulder before giving it a light squeeze.
"You do not have to worry about me, I am fine," Eve smiled, and her eyes shifted to look at Noah, who was staring at her. "Good evening, Noah."
"Good evening, Genevieve," Noah offered her a respectful bow, which Eve quickly returned. "Did something happen that Vincent decided to marry the Marquee's daughter?" His calm eyes probed into her blue ones.
Eve wished she could tell the truth to Noah, but it was complicated. He didn't know that she had killed someone, and to cover the murder, Vincent and Rosetta had ended up getting entangled in it. Some of the guests who stood nearby, couldn't help but eavesdrop on what the gossip was about, making it harder for her to explain and she responded,
"Rosetta was Vincent's parents' first choice for him and they wanted a vampire in the family."
Noah slightly frowned at this information, because he didn't believe Vincent to be compliant unless he had lost interest in Eve. He and Anaya didn't raise more questions, knowing the guests tried to listen to their conversation.
One of the council men came to where they stood and called Noah to talk about work. He excused himself from there, leaving with the councilman. Anaya suggested, "How about we two head to the ballroom together, unless you are waiting for someone? I am sure Noah will be busy with work."
Eve gave a nod, "Let us go in then," and they walked together towards the big hall.
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ALLURE OF THE NIGHT
Chapter 373 Beginning Of The Soiree
As they walked, Anaya couldn't help but stare at Eve, noticing the woman's beauty. Usually, the woman was dressed as a governess, but this evening, there was something very soft yet sharp with how Eve looked. But it was the beauty inside the human that she knew had caught Noah's attention. Noticing the she-wolf stare, Eve asked,
"Is something on my face?" And she touched her temple and cheek.
"Oh, there's nothing. I was just seeing how beautiful you are, Eve," Anaya openly complimented Eve, which made the mermaid smile.
"You are too generous with your compliments, Anaya. I think you look lovely in that grey dress," Eve complimented the young woman.
"And you are too kind," Anaya smiled and raised her head to look at the chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. "This is a beautiful mansion, so old yet so neat with the details," she admired it, "How has work been?"
"It has been the usual. Allie has been able to pick things up much faster," Eve replied as they continued to walk past the guests.
Anaya slowed her footsteps and whispered, "I was supposed to meet you to discuss your gown, but with the sudden invitation, I was unsure about what to do. I am hoping that you will let me complete the gown that is meant for you?" It was because the she-wolf had heard how notorious and odd Vincent Moriarty was when it came to doing things his way, and she could tell when she met him last time that he was in love with Eve.
"Thank you, Anaya. I am not sure if I will be able to wear it any time soon, but I would very much appreciate you working on it," Eve responded, and Anaya nodded.
"I am relieved to hear it, and also see that you are doing better than I imagined. I am sure the Duke holds the same concerns," Anaya let Eve know and added, "I hope God blesses you with the strength that you need to pass through this storm."
Eve was grateful for Anaya's kind words. She said, "Noah is lucky to have you next to him. Has your and Noah's family decided when you two will be getting married?"
"We haven't decided yet. Probably next year, but definitely not this one," Anaya smiled. She found it ironic how the woman Noah was in love with said he was lucky to have her when his heart belonged to the human. She wondered if things would be different if Eve knew about Noah's affection towards her. It would not be the way it was, Anaya thought to herself.
Eve finally caught sight of Vincent, surrounded by a few council members discussing matters related to the Council work. Sensing her gaze, Vincent's gaze shifted to look at her from a distance. When no one was looking at them, he sent a wink in her direction, and it threatened a smile from her lips.
With the little hide and seek, that action of his had Eve's heart skip a beat. She raised her hand and tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear. Even though she knew what she was going to witness was going to be hard, it was because it was Vincent that she was calm now.
"Milady, drink?" One of the servants offered them a tray of drinks. When Anaya picked up a glass, Eve did the same, and she took a sip of the sweet drink.
Outside the Moriarty mansion, the Hookes finally arrived in their carriage, which stopped at the mansion's entrance. The coachman opened the carriage door for Marquee and Marchioness Hooke.
Rosetta finally stepped out of the carriage where she was going to have a nervous breakdown. It was because she had to drag herself out of her room, into the carriage, and now out of it. She didn't want to get engaged to Vincent Moriarty! This was nothing less than a nightmare for her!!
"Straight back, Rose. Don't slouch when all eyes are going to be on you tonight," Lady Aurora instructed her daughter, placing her hand on Rosetta's back.
"Yes, mother!" Rosetta replied.
"From today onwards, even though there are days to get married, you will officially be Vincent Moriarty's future wife and he will be your husband. At least that is what everyone will know," Lady Aurora said in a low voice to her daughter, who walked next to her, while she walked between Rosetta and her husband. She said, "All you need to do is stand next to Vincent and smile. Your father and I will take care of the rest of the things."
But Rosetta's smile was far from natural; it looked like a spirit had taken home and was smiling from within.
"Good evening, Marquee Hooke and Marchioness Hooke. Your daughter looks lovely," people started to greet the trio.
As they continued walking through the front hallways, Lady Aurora's eyes fell on one of the men, and her eyes widened in alarm. She turned to her husband and whispered, "Walter, what is Mr. Estbury doing here?!"
"You must have mistaken someone for him, dear," Marquee Hooke answered as he smiled at the guests in the hallways.
"On the far right, look there!" Lady Aurora didn't look at Mr. Etsbury, the man from whom they had taken the money and had to return by selling their land properties. She questioned her husband, "Did you send the invitation to him?"
When Marquee Hooke's eyes finally fell on the man, his throat turned slightly dry, and he said, "Of course, I didn't! You must have sent the invitation to him."
"Why would I ever invite that man here," Lady Aurora gritted her teeth while she flashed a smile. "Do you think the Moriartys are acquainted with him? Or maybe he works in the Council?" Because there was no way for that man to be here out of the blue when no one knew about their poor financial state!
"Did he perhaps come to collect more money?" Marquee Hooke questioned with a frown, and Lady Aurora couldn't help but guess that it could be the reason the man had followed them here.
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ALLURE OF THE NIGHT
Chapter 374 Nervous Wreck
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Lady Aurora couldn't believe that Mr. Etsbury was attending the soiree, and before he could make eye contact, she looked to the other side and pretended to be busy talking to one of the nobleman's wives, whom she had invited.
"I was wondering when you would share the good news, Lady Aurora. It is good to see that you and Marquee Hooke chose a family like the Moriartys," said the nobleman's wife with a smile and then spoke to Rosetta, "Don't you look lovely, as if you are shy," she laughed, finding the young vampiress endearing.
"Rosetta has always been like that. Both Vincent and Rosetta are so affectionate with each other, you would think that they are already married," Lady Aurora chuckled. At the same time, Rosetta couldn't hear any word that was spoken around her as she felt strange in her throat.
"That is something we all want and I am happy that you have found it, Rosetta dear," the nobleman's wife remarked.
On hearing her being addressed, Rosetta paid attention to the lady and replied, "It was love at first sight."
"Oh my, isn't that sweet now," said another woman, who stood next to the nobleman's wife.
Rosetta smiled, remembering when her eyes had first fallen on Eugene. At the same time, she grimaced. Her love had seen her drunk, which must have looked terrible. She wondered where he was right now and looked around for him.
"Excuse us, milady," Lady Aurora smiled at the women, who gave them a nod. Soon Lady Aurora and Rosetta headed towards the enormous ballroom, where most of the guests had gathered.
"Aurora, there's more than one," the Marquee stood at the entrance for his wife and he looked worried.
"What are you talking about?" Lady Aurora asked, while she nodded to one of the guests.
"Mr. Mayen and Mr. Hotham are here too!" Came the rushed words from Marquee Hooke, feeling troubled at the sight of people to whom they had taken the money and had returned most of it, but not all of it.
Lady Aurora followed the line of sight of her husband and felt her face stiffen on seeing the two men her family owed money to. This was not good. What were these men doing here when she and her husband had told them their money would be settled soon!
Lady Aurora and her husband had carefully covered their financial problem from others that they believed everything would go according to plan. No one would find out about it, because once Rosetta would marry Vincent, he or his family would pay all the money they owed to people. The money the Hookes owed was something the Moriartys could easily pay from their treasury.
"What are we going to do?" Lady Aurora questioned her husband in a whisper.
"I will deal with them once we finish the initial greetings," Marquee Walter responded.
"Please do it fast before everyone comes to find out about it," Lady Aurora said in a hushed tone. Leaving her husband's side, she took Rosetta to where Lady Annalise was talking to one of the guests.
But the debt collectors were here only because of the invitation cards they had received, similar to the rest of the guests. Even though they didn't speak about the Hookes' diminishing financial status, someone else had started to spread about the Hookes' poor financial condition.
Skellington's magistrate, Mr. Welbeck, had discussed the information that he had heard from Vincent with his wife. The woman had mentioned it to the people she was acquainted with during the afternoon tea. And the women from the afternoon tea had passed it to the next person they knew, such that half of the people in the mansion now knew about it.
One of the female guests turned to her companion and murmured, "Do you think the rumour is true? That the Hookes killed Lady Camille to gain the deceased woman's wealth and now they are after the Moriartys?"
"Marquee Hooke doesn't look like he is someone who would kill his own sister. I thought they were close," said another person.
"Maybe not the Marquee but what about his wife? A lot of people from the North told me that she is well acquainted with the Queen. At least that is what she says, if it was true, she could have used her connections to kill her sister-in-law," the next woman whispered behind her glass of wine.
"If she is so close with the Queen, shouldn't she ask for help? Unless she is too prideful about it."
"She is surely prideful, and not that I want to badmouth her, but even arrogant. Making other women do her work, so I wouldn't be surprised if she killed Lady Camille."
The rumours continued spreading around the hall, and soon most of the guests forgot why they were there and they stared at the Hookes with judgmental eyes. Lady Aurora could feel the eyes and the longer the debt collectors were present in the room, the worse she felt with the fear that one of them would publicly expose them.
On the other hand, Rosetta took the chance of escaping from her mother's side. When her eyes fell on her friend Eve, she quickly walked there and also noticed another woman standing next to her friend.
"Eve, you are here! I was turning worried about what is going to happen," Rosetta whispered to Eve while hugging her. Eve made sure to keep her half sipped glass away from the vampiress to prevent it from spilling. Pulling away, she commented, "I love your dress, it looks… nice on you."
"Thank you, Rose. You look nervous," Eve noted and asked her, "You don't look so good."
Rosetta scrunched her face, and replied, "I don't feel that good. My throat feels funny. Where is he?" she didn't mention Eugene's name in front of this unfamiliar woman and asked, "Who is this?" Because it seemed like this she-wolf was too friendly with her friend.
Eve introduced the she-wolf to the vampiress, "Rosetta, this is Anaya Chambers. Her family is closely acquainted with Duke Noah's family and right now she is living with them in Woodlock." She then turned to Anaya and said, "This is Rosetta Hooke."
Anaya offered a polite bow to the vampiress, "It is good to meet you Lady Rosetta. You got us curious on who is marrying Vincent Moriarty."
Hearing those last words only increased the tension in Rosetta's body. She hoped whatever Vincent had planned would work. She wondered if running away from here would get her anywhere, but she knew it would only be temporary. She moved closer to Eve and whispered, "Who is she? Your friend?"
Eve nodded, "Anaya is a friend, Rosetta."
Rosetta gauged Anaya from head to the hem of the she-wolf's gown that touched the ground. So Eve had other friends than her. Of course, she did. Unlike her, Eve was pleasant to talk to, the vampiress thought.
"He is in the kitchen because they need staff in there with the cooking and serving the guests," Eve answered Rosetta's earlier question. When one of the servants carried a tray of glass filled with wines, Rosetta picked up a glass. To soothe her funny throat, she finished the entire drink in one gulp, leaving Eve slightly worried.
"Rosetta, you will need to meet everyone soon. Don't drink too much," Eve advised the vampiress. The last time, the vampiress had gotten drunk to the point where she had lost consciousness.
"I feel too stressed, Eve. I want to go back to my room and sleep, but I doubt my mother will be happy about it," Rosetta needed more than a glass of drink to survive today. She picked another glass of wine and gulped it down. "I will be fine with this."
"Lady Rosetta, you should drink later than now. When you are done dealing with the guests," Anaya remarked, but Rosetta, who was unfamiliar with the she-wolf, slightly glared at her.
"I know what I am doing. You should finish your drink. The drinks on are me. Wait… that didn't sound right," Rosetta murmured to herself, "Are on me! Yes, that's right."
Both Eve and Anaya looked at Rosetta with a frown because with the thought of wanting to get rid of the stress she felt, the vampiress was making them worried.
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ALLURE OF THE NIGHT
Chapter 375 Announcement Of The Wedding
Vincent was surrounded by a few council members, who were astonished that he was finally settling down with a woman. But internally, they prayed for Marquee and Marchioness Hooke's daughter's sanity, who had agreed to marry him. It was because of the pureblooded vampire's nature.
"Will you be living here in Skellington or be moving to North where the Hookes are living?" One of the Councilmen asked Vincent. "Maybe you will soon be working for the King and Queen, rather than in the Council."
"It does sound exciting but I will settle for wherever Lady Rosetta wishes to," Vincent answered with a bright smile, "After all, I should consider and respect my wife's wishes and thoughts."
Vincent's reply received many gobsmacked expressions from the men around him, who quickly fixed the surprised expressions on their faces. One of them was even brave enough to say,
"It seems like you are enamoured by Lady Rosetta Hooke. She must be quite a lady for you to agree with her," and the person cleared his throat in the end.
Vincent smiled and responded, "Maybe that's what happens when you meet a woman like her. I cannot wait for us two to get married and build a family." To the Hookes, Vincent's words were nothing less than him trying to keep the blood seal that he had signed in the registry when in truth, the pureblooded vampire was only making groundwork so no fingers would be pointed at him, but it would go back to the Hookes who had enthusiastically dug the grave for him.
"We wish you the best for the coming marriage," one of the councilmen wished him.
Mr. Stoker walked to where Vincent was and said, "Vincent Moriarty, I see you have decided to settle down. Not with anyone but with the daughter of the reputed Hookes."
"Unfortunately, I was waiting for you to give me your daughter, but you seem disinterested in it," Vincent joked, and this got the councilman to twitch.
Mr. Stoker offered a tight smile, "Sad indeed that I wasn't aware of it, or we would have discussed it." Not in a million years would he give his daughter to this crazy vampire who got on his nerves.
Mr. Stoker exchanged a few more words before dispersing from there with other council members. Not a moment later, Clayton arrived next to Vincent, and he asked with a straight face,
"Am I supposed to wish you or wait for you to pull something?"
A grin appeared on Vincent's lips, "Not so soon. This is just the beginning. But if you have bought me a gift, I would be more than happy to accept it."
Clayton pursed his lips and put his hands in his trouser pockets. He said, "I could be resting in my room rather than attend a sham engagement."
"Clayton!" A sweet voice interrupted their conversation, and it was none other than Allie who came to stand in front of them. "Look I got a cat!" She was holding Timotei in a death grip so that he wouldn't escape from her arms, and the cat had given up on running, deciding to be carried everywhere.
The Head Council stared at the cat and then at the little girl, who was Vincent's youngest sister. He responded in a dull voice, "Good for you. Go play with it."
"Let us play together," Allie replied with brightened eyes, and when Vincent chuckled at his sister's words, Clayton glared at the pureblooded vampire and then his little sister.
"I am allergic to cats," Clayton answered, and Allie frowned.
"To Timotei too?" Allie asked him with a confused look.
"Yes Timotei too," Clayton replied.
Allie's shoulders drooped, and she muttered, "I was looking forward to playing with you."
"Hamster," Vincent said to his sister, "This one might look like another hamster, but he is older than me or our father."
"Really? But he's so small," Allie innocently replied to her brother. Clayton gritted his teeth, knowing Vincent was enjoying this too much while the vampiress had no clue.
"Yes, you will need to play all by yourself today," Vincent clicked his teeth, noticing the little girl look sad, Clayton rolled his eyes before saying to the little girl,
"I can spare a few minutes."
Allie's eyes brightened like the burning flames of the candles on the chandeliers.
Vincent's eyes moved to where Eve stood. She looked like an exquisite meal in the dress, and with her back facing him, he noticed the dip in her smooth back. She stood with Noah's future finance, talking to her while she drank a glass of wine. But it didn't seem like she liked it, as she drank only half of it and returned the glass to the servant.
When the servant was walking by, collecting other empty or used glasses, Vincent took hold of the same glass that was sipped by Eve and finished the entire wine left in it.
Marquee Hooke appeared next to Vincent and informed, "It is time, son for us to make the announcement." The man seemed in a haste, wanting to finish the announcement as quickly as possible and disappear from there, while taking the debt collectors along with him and away from the other guests.
Vincent asked Marquee Hooke, "Is everything alright? You seem a little stressed. Don't worry, I won't run away and leave the guests and Rosetta," a small cunning smile appeared on his lips as he said it.
Marquee Hooke, who was looking around the hall, quickly looked at Vincent and laughed, "Of course, we know you won't be doing anything like that as you have signed in the registry with your blood."
Together, they walked to the front side of the hall, where Viscount Eduard and his wife Lady Annalise, stood on one side. A few steps away stood Lady Aurora and Rosetta, who seemed jittery.
Marquee Hooke picked up a glass and used a knife to hit the end of the glass with it to get every guest's attention in the ballroom. Soon the guests stopped their chatter to pay attention to him, and he said,
"Moriarty and the Hookes are here to share good news with you people, which many of you have already guessed," he smiled and looked at Viscount Eduard, who stepped forward and said,
"Welcome everyone and thank you for making your presence here today. My family and the Hooke's family have decided to bring the two families closer by having the marriage between my son Vincent and Marquee Hooke's daughter, Rosetta. They will be married to each other in one week's time from now. This is a union we are very much looking forward to."
Eve, who stood a little away from them, heard the announcement and pressed her lips. One week was too short of a time, and it was obvious that the Hookes were trying to speed things up rather than waste time.
Her eyes fell on Vincent, who looked unruffled, making her wonder if anything could ruffle the vampire. Her gaze then shifted to look at Rosetta, who stood next to him, and the vampiress stared at the Viscount and her father with a look of shock. Because she had been uninformed about the wedding date to be fixed this close.
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