Chapter 90: Mirage
After receiving an invitation card from Calantha with Michael’s help, Samson and Lucasta successfully boarded the plane.
Although Lucasta wanted to see the floating clouds drifting close by, this flight departed in the evening, so she could only see the city with thousands of sparkling lights gradually shrinking and then pitch black.
She felt so happy because before returning to the old forest, she experienced a long flight with him, across many lands and great seas. She will consider this a trip of a newly married couple.
– I don’t feel like I’m flying, it’s like the plane is standing still. She whispered, loud enough for the person next to her to hear.
– Uh, if you feel like you’re flying, I’m afraid you’ll be worried for hours. Samson nodded in agreement.
When both of them left the territory, Maris also came to find William according to his previous appointment.
He kept delaying, so she told herself that if he didn’t keep that promise today, she would force him because if she kept giving in, she was afraid Vincent would become more and more exhausted.
– You came right on time. Let’s go. William left the swivel chair and leisurely walked out of the room as soon as he saw Maris appear.
She glanced around the room and followed him closely. This close distance made her feel more secure, once he pulled a trick, she would immediately take his life in the blink of an eye.
Seeing William and the girl next to him, Henry immediately bowed and opened the car door for them both to get in. Then he drove out the gate and sped down the road.
To make her feel secure and not suspicious, William did not bring any bodyguards. Although he was nervous, he was also confident about the trap as well as his acting ability.
The streets at night were gradually empty of people and vehicles, and when Henry turned the car onto the road leading to William’s production area, the space was completely deserted, with only their car.
– It’s this place. – William said and pushed the car door and got out.
Maris also followed out. She carefully looked around and when she didn’t feel anything dangerous, she went inside with him.
William’s illegal activities all took place at night when the workers had gone home, so even though they had worked for him for a long time, they did not know that this place was his human slaughterhouse.
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And they return home later than workers of other companies and factories.
– Where is he?
Maris stopped and asked because she noticed something suspicious. Long and sharp fingernails have also appeared.
This workshop was too large and he took her to many places but she still couldn’t see a trace of Vincent.
– That door will take us there.
The stairs leading to a dead end made Maris a bit confused. However, after a few seconds of fumbling on the wall, William surprised her when she witnessed the wall rotate, revealing a tunnel.
The mechanism of this wall used as a secret door reminded her of the laboratory in Aurora’s house.
– Do you want to play tricks? She gritted her teeth and asked.
– You could kill me in an instant if you didn’t see Vincent.
– Miss, although Mr. Vincent is very weak, he can still harm us, that’s why we need to lock him here. My boss chose to believe you and trust the deal. The people who should be afraid are us. If you and Vincent betray your promise, we will no longer see the sun tomorrow.
Normally the cross would glow immediately when it detected a vampire and she didn’t smell garlic around here either.
Even if they hid the cross in a wooden box, they probably wouldn’t have enough time to take it out because, before that, she would kill them if they acted abnormally.
After Maris nodded, the two men entered. She also walked right behind them and as soon as she reached the bottom step, she almost cried when she saw Vincent sitting in a large sealed cage made from transparent glass.
He closed his eyes, fatigue evident on his face.
– Vincent. It’s me, it’s Maris…
She approached the cage and repeatedly banged her hands on it, loudly calling for him. However, in response to her, he was silent.
– Open the door quickly. I will take him away and never return to this city again. She turned to William and spoke in a very urgent voice.
William signaled with his hand and Henry quickly pressed the password. Immediately, the glass moved, revealing a gap large enough for two people to pass through.
Maris momentarily forgot that the man next to her was an old fox because she was so focused on Vincent that she rushed inside. However, when she touched him, he suddenly disappeared.
The moment she realized it was just an illusion created by that machine, the cage had already closed.
She did not expect that she would be tricked again and fall into the hands of the evil William.
– Open the door, you bastard, Thomas… you bastard, I will kill you. She panicked, scratched the glass, and screamed miserably.
Anger made her eyes become bloodshot, her fingernails and toenails grew longer, two fangs appeared, and her hair was no longer smooth but tangled with crazy destructive actions.
Outside, William stood calmly watching the woman who was almost going crazy inside.
The material that makes up this cage is made from super hard glass and is not easily broken.
However, because he wants to be more certain, he will reduce her strength.
– Let’s begin.
– Yes.
Henry nodded and quickly operated the control key. Maris panicked when she realized the floor where she was standing was moving, revealing a tank of garlic water that smelled horribly.
The fit of coughing caused tears to flow from her eyes, smearing all over her face and hair.
She hated herself, hated herself for being so stupid. How can she believe the words of someone who harmed her? Would a cruel man like him spare Vincent?
– Okay, close the tank.
– Yes.
William’s hand went to his neck and gently rubbed the healed wounds. He felt extremely satisfied when he witnessed the struggling appearance of the person who dared to threaten him and make him bleed.
Meanwhile, Henry is still reinstalling the systems inside the room to ensure that if Maris escapes from the cage, she will not be able to escape and will be burned by the light from the hidden crosses.
At that time, she will crawl back into the cage to protect herself.
After making a few provocative moves and humiliating her, William quickly left and Henry quickly followed him.
Henry is not as calm as his boss. Even though the plan went perfectly and there were no mistakes, until now, his heart was still beating very fast.
The appearance of the female vampire when she showed her true form made him extremely frightened.
– Just give her a little blood to drink every day. Once we’ve finished dealing with Samson, we’ll continue researching. William advised Henry as soon as he sat in the car.
– Yes. Ah, I have a question. Henry spoke up while fastening his seat belt.
– Say it.
– How do you know that she is a non-pureblood vampire?
– I don’t know, Peter said. He can recognize it.
In William’s mind, the scene of the chaotic battle thirty years ago appeared again.
He remembered that year Peter said Maris was a non-pure vampire, she was a human but was marked by another vampire and one of the two guys who came to rescue her was a non-pure vampire.
Excluding Vincent, the remaining vampire is Samson.
When he set a trap to capture Samson in Lucasta’s room, he tried to find that diamond on Samson but couldn’t find it.
The diamond of the temple of the sun god lost for a thousand years, will have an incredible price.
Seeing the car leave, William’s group of henchmen slowly came out of the bushes and entered the factory.
During the day, they are normal hard workers like any other workers, but at night they kidnap people and bring them here, draining their blood.
Besides, they will also retain several healthy people according to the boss’s orders to serve as a source of organs for transplant surgeries of the super-rich.
Underground at this moment, only Maris was left, moaning in pain and resentment. She called out Samson and Harvey’s names in desperation.
The only meaningful thing she got from this crazy trip was Vincent’s illusion. She had no idea that humans were able to create such magical-like devices.
– William, you better pray that I never escape from here, otherwise, I will give you the most terrible death.
After saying that, Maris fell and passed out because she was so tired. On the ground, the murderers were also preparing to fall asleep.
The police’s strict patrols and control forced them to become idlers at night. They can only wait until things calm down.
William had planned to choose another province far away as a place of operation, but it seemed they had to wait until he finished dealing with those who were obstructing him.
The night gradually passed and the plane carrying Samson and Lucasta was almost to France.
Samson was always on guard so he didn’t dare sleep, but Lucasta continued to sleep soundly after eating.
Fortunately, the weather in France and surrounding areas is being affected by the approaching storm, so Samson is not too worried about having to face the sun.
He just felt sorry for Lucasta, when the weather suddenly became cold, his lovely girl would cough because of cold lungs.
After a few more hours, the plane also landed on the runway. Samson gently called Lucasta up and then stood up to get his luggage.
He and she only brought two hand luggage, very compact.
– Have we arrived in France? Oh, I’m still sleepy. Lucasta yawned and said.
– Yes, be good, go to the hotel and sleep again. He gently stroked her cheek to help her regain consciousness quickly.
Lucasta yawned again then stood up, following him into the stream of people moving off the plane.
She told herself that she would force him to take her to the Eiffel Tower and then take a boat ride on the Seine River. After all, it was two days before Anatole’s party began.
Just thinking about that image was enough to make her excited. With this ideal weather, it would be a waste not to go.