I was a little surprised. I had no idea that Ashley was a direct descendant of the Hobson Maurice.
“If you don’t like that room, you can ask Nicole to move you to another room.” It was clear that Hobson didn’t want to talk about Ashley.
“No need. I was just curious.” I didn’t ask any more questions, for fear of stirring up trouble.
The rest of the dinner went on in silence.
I continued eating my bread. I felt that even the water in this place had an indescribable fishy smell.
I sighed, missing the delicious food of the werewolves very much.
I wondered what Rufus was doing now. I really wanted to hug and kiss him.
A vampire dinner turned out to be a complicated affair. Everyone had to finish the food on their plate before the next dish was served. The meal lasted about an hour.
Finally, everyone finished the last course and dinner was over. Hobson asked the servant to clear all the plates on the table and serve me a dessert.
“It’s made of mango and cream. Don’t worry,” Hobson reassured me.
“I see. Thank you.”
“You’re most welcome.” Hobson sounded exhausted. His breathing was much weaker than earlier.
Before I could overthink things, the beautiful woman who had been silent this whole time suddenly stood up and walked to Hobson’s side. Then she wheeled him away.
Only then did I realize that Hobson was, in fact, sitting on a wheelchair instead of a chair. His legs were as thin as two withered branches.
This was definitely not caused by ordinary aging. There must’ve been an underlying reason.
Did the hiding of the Maurice clan have anything to do with Hobson’s old and fragile body?
Suppressing my shock, I dared not stare at him.
In an apologetic tone, Hobson excused himself. “Sorry, I have to leave now. If you need anything, just talk to Nicole.”
“Okay.” I nodded.
Then Hobson looked at his children and reminded them, “Don’t forget to show Miss Todd around. Ellis is an unstable girl. I’m worried she will offend the guest.”
I wasn’t sure if I was just imagining things, but I felt that Hobson’s words had a deeper meaning. Perhaps he was afraid I’d make my escape and thus arranged for more vampires to keep an eye on me.
The young men and women sitting at the table answered him respectfully.
Then the beautiful woman wheeled Hobson away.
As soon as Hobson was gone, these young vampires, who looked meek and respectful just now, dropped the act.
They all looked at me with hostility, especially Ellis. Her obedient expression was gone. In an aggressive tone, she demanded, “Have you seen Ashley?”
Sylvia’s POV
Ellis’s questions confirmed my guess. It seemed that Ashley, the vampire slaves in Geoffrey’s pack, was indeed Ashley Maurice, the youngest daughter of the Maurice clan.
However, the scariest part was these vampires knew about it – I could tell it from their reaction.
They knew the truth but seemed to have turned a blind eye to it, leaving Ashley to suffer all alone. Moreover, they might even be the chief culprit who had put Ashley into such a situation.
“I don’t know what you’re saying.” I smiled at Ellis, pretending not to know anything.
Ellis’s eyes widened; she revealed her fangs to frighten me. “Enough. Stop pretending. If you don’t know Ashley, why would you ask about her when you simply saw the name in your room? You paid attention only because you knew her, didn’t you? And you are a werewolf. You must be aware of what happened in your territory.”
I didn’t expect her to be so smart. I stopped smiling and stared at her intently. “Yes, I did see her. But what’s the big deal?”
“Nothing. I just want to tell you not to meddle in other people’s business. It’s not your problem. Do you understand?” warned the gold-haired male vampire sitting beside Ellis.
He looked handsome with dazzling eyes that glistened with tenderness.
“If you insist on interfering with other people’s business, then don’t blame us for the consequences.”
Ignoring the male vampire’s threat, I picked up a spoonful of mango mousse and put it into my mouth. “If you don’t want others to find out something, then don’t do it. You make mistakes yet aren’t ready to face the outcomes. It looks like you have a guilty conscience.”
The golden-haired man banged the table with shame and anger. “If you dare mention that Ashley is alive in front of Hobson, I will definitely feed on your blood. Don’t think that I won’t hurt you.”
I nodded. “I believe you will.”
“How dare you?!” a black-haired male vampire in front of the golden-haired one sneered at me. His eyes glowed with anger and madness as if he would eat me alive.
However, the angrier they were, the less afraid I felt.
I put down the fork and smiled politely. “You look like a group of little wild cats that had just learned to walk. Do you want to compete with me? I must warn you that my fangs are sharper than yours. Give it a try if you want.”
“Don’t be too complacent!” Ellis growled in anger. If the golden-haired man hadn’t stopped her, she would have crossed the table and bit me.
At that moment, Nicole appeared at the door and asked if we had finished eating.
Hearing Nicole’s voice, the young vampires shut their mouths and scattered away.
I looked at their backs in confusion. It looked like these guys were afraid of Nicole.
They all left, so I didn’t bother staying any longer. I quickly returned to the floor where my room was located.
Soon, I remembered the attic Hobson had mentioned and roamed around. But I couldn’t find any staircase that led to the attic. I quickly walked across the corridor and counted the rooms. There were seven rooms on this floor, and the layout of every room looked similar.
I circled the stairwell, trying to find a way to the attic.
‘Was there a hidden staircase in this castle?’
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