Chapter 10

Chapter 10

The child in front of Chloe was slender, with dry and messy golden hair. He was curled up in the corner, hugging his own body, only revealing a pair of emerald green eyes.

There was no vitality in those eyes, just staring blankly at the pastry.

Chloe raised her eyebrows and pushed the pastry closer.

After a long while, the boy finally reached out and quickly took the pastry.

But he didn't eat it either, just clutched it tightly to his chest.

Chloe looked at him and thought his sense of vigilance was quite high.

The cubs next to her didn't understand her behavior, but because of their father and mother's exhortations, they remained silent.

They just stared at this little cripple in front of them with strange eyes for a while, not really understanding what made him catch the young lady's favor.

Chloe didn't have time to pay attention to the cubs with their various thoughts. Seeing that they were still here, the boy probably wouldn't dare to eat the pastry.

So she waved her hand and took the group of cubs out.

The small door creaked as it was closed again, and the room sank back into dimness.

The boy curled up on the ground, cradling the pastry in his dirty hands, and carefully took a bite.

It was sweet and soft, with a strange bloody taste.

It instantly gave him a feeling of fullness in his empty stomach.

Looking at the pastry in his hand, he couldn't help but think of the vampire from earlier.

Black hair and red eyes were the symbol of the royal family.

The boy hid the complicated look in his heart and got up to hide the pastry.

Outside the room, Chloe released her perception and raised her eyebrows slightly after finding that the boy had hidden the pastry, then left with the group of cubs.

When they returned to the banquet hall, the cubs were still confused:

"Young lady, why did you give food to that little cripple?"

"Father said that vampires without power are not worthy of living in this world."

This was the consistent concept of vampires. To some extent, the Duke Francis' family had been able to keep the boy until now was already very benevolent.

If it were other families with less abundant financial resources, they would have likely abandoned him at birth.

As if noticing Chloe's gaze, after finishing his speech, the boy put down the microphone and turned to meet her eyes.

Chloe smiled faintly, not surprised at all.

But the boy was stunned for a moment.

Chloe turned her head back and yawned lightly.

Tired, want to sleep.

Xavier noticed her movement, glanced down at her, and then declined Duke Francis’ speech invitation, pointing to the cub in his arms.

Duke Francis immediately expressed understanding.

The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves at the banquet.

In her drowsiness, Chloe sensed that she was being held in Xavier’s arms, surrounded by large and small nobles who came to curry favor.

Afraid of waking up the cub and incurring the Primogenitor's wrath, they lowered their voices one after another.

Chloe half-opened her eyes, seeming to catch a glimpse of a fleeting figure in the corner.

Before she could think about what it was, she completely fell asleep.

When she woke up again, she was back in her room.

And the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was that skeleton.

Chloe: "..."

She took a deep breath, then realized she was clinging to the skeleton with all four limbs.

Chloe instantly felt even more wretched.

There was nothing more terrifying than this, she thought.

Chloe shook the bell by her bedside, and a servant came in quickly.

The cub's voice was vague and tender from just waking up, sounding exceptionally cute: "Who brought me back to the room last night?"

"Of course it was the Primogenitor," said the servant affectionately. "The Primogenitor put you on the bed and instructed us not to disturb you anymore."

Chloe ground her teeth audibly.

Annoying, it was that scumbag father again.