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Daphne Deliberately ignoring the choking pain in her neck, she fiercely grabbed his vertebrae and pulled outward with force.
"Ah!!!" she hoarsely screamed.
I don't know how long it took, but when the fangs around her neck finally retracted, Daphne dropped the few pieces of flesh in her hand, and pushed Bell, who was slumped over with her head twisted at a strange angle, to the side.
She looked at her right hand, covered in sticky bloodstains, and felt a slippery sensation on it, even the kind of difficult to tear but incredibly difficult...
Daphne Finally felt an inexplicable fear, she curled up in the corner, arms hugging her knees, buried her head and cried softly.
"Brother... I'm so scared."
Outside, there was a sudden loud bang, like a giant thunderclap right next to her ear. Daphne shuddered, her mind going blank.
Miller stepped over the fallen door with a crash, entered the room, and looked over the wall at the bed, his pupils shrinking.
"Flora……" He strode forward and lifted the completely cold Bell from the bed, throwing her to the ground before gathering his sister, covered in blood, into his arms.
"Brother…" Daphne clung to his shoulders, crying in pain. "He bit me, brother…"
Miller leaned against her profile, patting her back with his right hand, soothing her softly, "It's okay, Flora, you did well. My Flora is so young and already capable of killing. Truly the proudest bloodline of the Vandura Family."
"But I got bitten by him," Daphne said with blood-stained fingers tightly gripping his clothes, her eyes filled with grievance, as she spoke with a sobbing voice, "He used his teeth to bite into my neck, brother... I was so scared, why didn't you come to save me?"
Miller felt a sharp pain in his chest, suppressing the recurring surge of ferocity and the desire to kill in his mind. He pulled his sister into his arms, lowered his head, and found the fierce wound on her neck. He pressed his lips to it and extended his tongue to soothe and lick it.
The sensation of the wound being licked by her brother's tongue made Daphne shiver involuntarily.
"I'm sorry, Flora, it's all my brother's fault. He should have cleared away all the uncertainties."
After licking the bloodstains clean, Miller buried his head in Daphne's hair, hiding the melancholy in his eyes. "All the grievances you've suffered—my brother will definitely avenge them for you."
Josie's home had such a big incident at the dance party that even the younger brother of a prominent family head died. Upon hearing this news, Josie's usually indifferent expression gradually softened.
With the methods of Josie's home and the Vandura Family, the instigator, Cordelia of the Arabella family, was identified within an hour. In addition, a large number of accomplices were uncovered, including several who were servants within Josie's home.
Josie's face probably hasn't been this dark in centuries, but compared to him, Miller's anger will only grow more.
"I'm truly sorry, it's my lack of discipline," House Arabela said, facing his gloomy gaze, and that's all he could say in the end.
"House Arabela really raised a good daughter." Miller looked at Arabella and then turned his gaze to William, his tone icy.
William tightly pursed his lips. Even though he knew Bell was dead, he still didn't speak, just stood silently among all the people involved in this matter.
Miller let go of his sister in his arms, patted her soothingly, and slowly walked over to the trembling Cordelia, looking down at her fearful face.
"Scared?" he laughed, raised his wrist, and undid the cufflink on top, "Do you know fear now? Gatia Arabella, did you think I was really like them, an elegant gentleman who wouldn't harm a lady?"
Cordelia looked at him in horror, arms crossed over her chest, unable to help but step back.
"Where do you think you can run to?"
Miller took a step forward and, before anyone could react, reached out and grabbed Cordelia by the neck, lifting her feet off the ground.
"Father, help me," Cordelia said with a terrified look in her eyes, gripping his wrist tightly, but her elongated nails couldn't pierce Miller's skin, and her face turned purple.
Miller stared at her coldly, exerted a little force with his fingers, crushed her neck, then let go, watching her struggle grotesquely in the snow like a bug.
Smack
He lifted his foot and stomped on her abdomen, exposing her inside organs. He scraped his shoe on the snow, then looked back at Arabella with a cold gaze and said with a smile, "She still has one life left, and how she lives that life will determine the fate of your family."
Miller returned to Daphne's side, embraced her, and then gave a cold look at William before leaving with Daphne.
"Brother, I want to go home," Daphne said softly, holding onto his arm.
Miller He patted her head and nodded, "Okay."
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