Chapter 85. The Mist of Sin

It was after eight o'clock in the morning but William had no intention of going to the office. He still sat quietly in the study room and stared at the photo of the girl in a red dress.

Thirty years have passed and she is still the same, unchanged except that she knows how to dress and uses a bit of makeup.

“Maris, if you weren't a vampire, maybe I would keep you by my side, cherish and take care of you like my wife. Unfortunately, you have something I need to get, which is... your blood.”

He turned off the phone, leaned back against the back of the swivel chair, and closed his eyes.

That year, he took her home when he saw her in an accident on the road and gradually developed feelings for her.

However, the day he caught her stealing blood from the laboratory to drink, a crazy idea appeared in his mind.

“Dear Sir.”

The sudden call did not startle William because he was waiting for this person.

Just now, although he heard a knock on the