Bailu always felt that Marcel had a close relationship with his family, and the way Klaus and Rebecca treated him was a little confusing.

    "You remember him, don''t you?" It was Klaus''s turn to be smug, winking at him. "Of course you remember."

    — Your old lover, Marcel, my dear sister.

    Klaus was still telling Rebecca about Marcel, "the title he''s given himself now, the king of the French Quarter... He has some rules about killing vampires, so let''s see how he punishes you. "Darling, that would be very interesting!"

    "I don''t care about Marcel and his rules." She glared at Klaus as he fired. "Elijah won''t go back on his word. What did you do to him?" She was no naive wolfwoman. She would believe anything Klaus said.

    Klaus opened his mouth and took a silent breath of air, trying not to laugh. You don''t care, that''s strange!

    He loosened his shoulders and chose to sit down leisurely.

    When she saw him waving at her, she seemed to want a cup of coffee and turned her head away. She pretended she didn''t see him.

    She wasn''t sure if she should believe Klaus, but she was actually more inclined to Rebecca, and judging by her keen instincts, Elijah wasn''t the kind of man who disappeared without a reason.

    "Maybe he''s on vacation, or he''s having a long fall sleep upstairs... Go on, look around, my dear sister. "

    Rebecca stopped talking to him and turned around, using all her senses to search for her good brother, Elijah.

    "You know this house as well as I do."

    Rebecca held back and had no choice but to answer, "... I remember everything. "

    Klaus turned and went to the kitchen himself. He chose to make his own coffee, skillfully and with ease, obviously not caring that the damned little wolfwoman ignored him.

    Bai Lu''s round eyes moved from side to side, finally landing on Rebecca.

    Rebecca moved very quickly. However, her eyes began to wander and she seemed to have lost herself in thought. She seemed to be reminiscing about something, but her expression was too sorrowful.

    When she thought of what Elijah had said, she stroked her belly and suddenly closed her eyes. She just wanted to do it.

    If you open your heart to me, I can show you everything. Poirot felt that she had learned this skill, especially after feeling the pulse of a child.

    Within her mind, she could see Rebecca wandering through the corridors of her memories.

    It was New Orleans in 1820.

    The surroundings were dyed in retro colors. There was a luxurious and beautiful ball, and there were all sorts of gentlemen, beauties, wine, food, and pirate prostitutes … It was grand, and Rebecca went down the corridor.

    She looked very beautiful, with her golden hair tied up to one side and a low-cut, lake-colored skirt. She bowed gracefully to everyone she met, and with her hands covered in lace gloves, she lifted up the hem of her skirt. She squatted down gracefully, with her head lowered, the curve of her neck was very attractive.

    They were still happy when he heard Rebecca''s response in his mind.

    "Of course I remember, Klaus. I remember that stupid drunk governor, how he covered up the crimes of the vampires in exchange for gold. I remember his lavish party to please you."

    White Dew saw Klaus surrounded by women with large chests who knew how to squeeze flesh, and he was such a dissolute nobleman.

    Rebecca gave Klaus a disdainful look. Scum.

    This scum, a humanoid beast!

    "..." I remember a moment when I fell in love with the governor''s son, Emil... " "I remember that even Elijah was happy. He and his lover, Celeste." Would Elijah have that kind of expression when he saw Elijah being intimate with a sexy, curly black beauty?

    White Dew''s gaze was interrupted by the sight of the other side of the disgusting food.

    The damnable Klaus was holding onto the soft hands of a few beauties, devouring and sucking on their blood. His mouth was filled with a perverted aura.

    Bailu Yi felt that the heavens were giving her a good impression. She had never seen such a vile man before.

    It was clear that Elijah had the same idea, and his brother had no idea how to disguise his own nature as a beast.