Hamilton didn’t still completely believe Vincent. However, he let Vincent step outside the stall and use the tap.
After splashing cold water on his face, Vincent indeed looked refreshed.
Seeing that, Hamilton asked, “So, are you ready to go back then?”
Vincent, however, lightly pressed his palm over his stomach and replied, “I’m feeling a little hungry. I will go and see my blood servant first.”
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‘Hmm… As expected. The vampire is finally hungry, huh!’
What Vincent and Hamilton didn’t realize while they were talking was that a werewolf was standing close by and was listening to their conversation. Both of their smelling senses had been numbed to the scent of werewolves by now. And they couldn’t tell that there was a werewolf nearby.
The werewolf was none other than Romulus.
