Chapitre 138: Poor Vlass- Part 3

"Mr Vlass, what do you know about Rory?" asked Vivian to the battered looking man who was tied to the chair with ropes, his bruised face looking relieved after Leonard had moved a little away from him to lean his back against the wall.

"Answer all of them truthful or you'll have your head snapped like a carrot before you even know it," the Duke warned him.

Leonard had given her five minutes and she knew five minutes wasn't enough to get anything out of the man but it was enough to prove if he was innocent or not.

With respect, she had addressed him which made the man look at her in awe for a second before he started to speak. It was because no women of the high society had given him the respect he or any lower being for the matter had been given. Women of the elite society, human or vampire, they treated the lower men and women as people who belonged below their feet, "Rory is my neighbour. I have known him since a young age, Lady..."