After a bloody battle, Lionel barged into the restaurant with a "Closed" sign, alerting the owner, Margie. "Sir, we're closed!" Lionel was only seeking temporary refuge from his pursuers, but Margie was just ejecting him brutally. This baron had no alternative but to reveal his mesmerizing, menacing red eyes and fangs. Margie was captivated by the vampire's dark, handsome allure but also felt fear and tension. Summoning her courage, she uttered the first insult he had heard in a millennium: "What's so great about those fangs? You're just one vampire, aren't you?" Undoubtedly, this woman intrigued Lionel. But the reasons seemed to go beyond that. What's so special about this woman? Could a lost love be recovered? Will she heed reason, remain ordinary, and avoid the dangers coming one after another, or will she submit to his temptation and savor the sweetness of forbidden love?

Amid Rui Jones's screams, Barnett let out a savage roar and lunged, his fangs sinking deep into Rui Jones's neck. His pale face remained eerily beautiful, his blood-red eyes half-lidded as if searching for answers in the blood itself. The sight horrified me—my legs wobbled, and I staggered back. Each step felt heavier than the last, my body betraying the shock coursing through my veins. This wasn't just violence; it was raw, primal fury unleashed without restraint. Barnett, usually the epitome of grace and control, now resembled a beast driven to the brink by betrayal and despair. Lionel pulled me into his arms, his grip firm yet comforting, as if assuring me everything would be fine. But I couldn't look away, staring transfixed as the usually refined man tore into his "son" like a wounded beast. The iron tang of blood filled the air—a sickening yet undeniable reminder that this was no dream or illusion, but a true tragedy.


Chapter 234 - The Belated Truth