Bab 142: Pleasant with useful

The slender figure of the newly-made immortal vampire in the person of Lillian straightened up, proudly straightening his shoulders.

Her body was naked, but she didn't feel cold or hot, she was so comfortable, as if this body created a protective barrier for her from any external influence.

The door to the room creaked softly and her cold, stern gaze softened for a moment when Madeleine's head appeared from behind the door.

Lillian clearly heard the convulsive agitation of her daughter's heart, there was no need to explain that Madeleine was afraid of everything she saw. And although it was her personal desire to join her mother and give her any help, she still did not fully realize what kind of trouble she got into.

Madeleine, like her mother, was a storehouse of vanity and excessive self-esteem. Her sister's death did not upset her at all, unlike how Lillian was heartbroken.