Mag, who just came out, saw Camilla at the restaurant's entrance, and said in shock, "Countess Bartoli?!"

Her black cat servant that was wearing a black robe was still standing behind her.

"Ah, I didn't expect you to still remember me." Camilla smiled coldly.

"Not many would be able to forget you." Mag's gaze swept across her body. Her dark hair was loosely worn down her back in big waves. Her turquoise green eyes were so seductive that they seemed to be able to talk, and her sickly pale skin accentuated her blood-red lips.

Her long and tight black dress revealed her snowy bosom and a sexy cleavage. A slit that went all the way up to her thigh revealed her round and sexy long legs.

It was indeed difficult to forget a vampire countess who had a queenly presence and a seductively, deadly figure.

"May I know what I can do for you, Countess?" Mag asked calmly.

"I said I would visit you, and I have to make true to my promise. Today I will gobble you up." Camilla licked her red lips and smiled seductively as if she was a female wolf that was looking at a lamb.

"Excuse me, I reject." Mag turned over the wooden plaque on the door handle and took a step back with a smile. "The restaurant is closed now. Please come again next time, Countess."

It was just having a meal, why did she have to sound so lustful? It made him a little… expectant?

"Closed?" A hint of confusion flashed through Camilla's eyes as if she couldn't understand Mag.

"The restaurant operates till nine in the morning. It's nine o'clock now, so we don't take any more customers." Mag could only explain again.

Camilla pondered, and asked, "According to your rules, customers are people who pay for their meals, right?"

"You can say that."

"That's excellent. I'm not paying today, so I am not a customer." Camilla nodded and walked past Mag straight away. She pushed open the door and went in.

"Although it sounds quite reasonable, something doesn't sound right there?" Mag was a little stunned. Wasn't that a rogue? If she was ugly, the missiles would be aiming at her now.

However, these air defense weapons were not helpful in this instance. This vampire countess had a 9th-tier power. These S-grade air defense missiles meant for the 7th-tier targets were nothing in front of her.

Shirley and the ladies, who were clearing up, were also rather taken aback to see Camilla walked in. Mag didn't usually allow customers to come in during their rest time.

Shirley even revealed a hint of wariness as she could sense a dangerous aura from Camilla. This sexy woman should be a demon, one that was even more powerful than her.

Mag followed her in, and helplessly said, "Countess Bartoli, you…"

So, she came because of Miss Gloria. Could Miss Gloria's pale complexion this morning have had something to do with her? Mag thought. Camilla had warned him previously because she rather liked Gloria, and now she had come to order the same breakfast as Gloria. There must be some connections here.

Countess Bartoli. Is she here looking for trouble? Elizabeth looked at Camilla from a corner. This vampire could be considered a legend amongst the women, which was why she knew her. But she didn't expect to see her here.

Mag pondered for a while before he shook his head, and determinedly said, "The opening hours of the restaurant are over, so the restaurant will no longer provide food. Furthermore, there are only 300 tofu puddings for every meal, and they all sold out this morning. If Countess Bartoli wants to experience the same breakfast as Miss Gloria, please come and line up early tomorrow morning."

"They really sold out?" Camilla looked at Mag's eyes.

"They sold out." Mag nodded honestly. If this countess was really looking for trouble, he could only ask Urien for help. After all, he hadn't utilised that extra help chance from the VIP membership yet.

No. If I lash out directly, Miss Gloria will definitely find out. Then, my image in her heart will become very uncouth. This is not favorable to my image sculpting. Camilla looked at Mag as she thought, But this face is simply asking for a lesson. I want to tie him up, give him a good whipping, and then drip candle wax all over him. That will show him my prowess.

"Alright, then I shall return in the afternoon." Camilla stood up and glanced at Elizabeth at the corner. Then she looked at Shirley and the girls before saying to Mag, "This is your harem?"

"They are the restaurant's service staff." Mag shrugged.

"Ah. Do you think I will believe in your nonsense?" Camilla pursed her lips in disdain before heading to the door directly. "Men are indeed all indecent. None of you is good. I will not let the kind Miss Gloria fall into your trap."

Mag: "…"

All the ladies in the restaurant looked at Mag in silence as their expressions became a little complex.

Is she deliberately trying to destroy our restaurant's harmonious and friendly atmosphere?! Mag was tempted to curse, but he didn't know how to explain or refute after seeing the ladies' innocent gazes.

Harem? What's that? What did that big sister mean when she said all that? Should I tell Amy? Anna wondered hesitantly.



"Madam, judging from Miss Gloria's expression when she came out of the restaurant, the person who holds the key to her stomach should be the boss of this restaurant. What shall we do now? Shall we get rid of him?" the black cat asked softly.

"Isn't he just another indecent man? I will let him stay here so Miss Gloria could know who is the one that could bring her happiness. I will not stoop to the level of removing my competition. This would show I don't have any capabilities. I want to crush him directly." Camilla shook her head and raised her chin slightly with pride and confidence.

"If we are going to deliver rabbit blood sneakily every day, I'm afraid that we are the ones going to be crushed…" the black cat mumbled.

"What did you say?"

"I said… Today's sun is very round too…"

"Nonsense! Have you ever seen the sun flat before?"

"Yes, yes, yes…"