Free Web NovelChapter 211: Dear uncle (2)
Vincent was tempted to go over to Graham’s house to strangle the man but the thought of seeing his uncle be killed by the same creatures he killed his brother with was holding him back.
Vincent never had that emotion of wanting something from Victor so badly that he would feel the need to kill his flesh and blood. How greedy do you have to be to kill your own brother and then feel no remorse to try poisoning your nephew after?
He was a little annoyed that his father had not dealt with Graham instead of seeing the goodness that did not exist. If Victor were to ever be a threat to Aurora or their children, as much as he loved his brother he would choose to protect Aurora and the children.
His father didn’t have to kill Graham. Locking him away somewhere would have been enough or simply not fighting beside the man who could point his sword at you.
"I can’t believe I am going to be the wife of the leader. All my friends doubted me but look where we are heading. This is great," Vincent listened to Cecilia clapping her hands excitedly.
"I should break them," Vincent thought of the punishment for Cecilia.
"Vincent," Derek whispered as he entered the library. He left for a moment to inform Jane everything was alright and to keep the children safe. The downside of people thinking Vincent was on his way out was reckless behavior.
Those who didn’t like humans living here might try to use this opportunity to go after them.
"I told the men to keep an eye on Marge and your uncle on my way back here. It seems Marge is already meeting with the other elders. All your enemies are going to start popping up one by one. What’s happening here?" Derek asked, looking at the inside of Graham’s home. "It’s starting to look blurry."
"The witch said it would stop working after a while if I don’t use the person’s blood or something along that line. I will call for the witches soon. I am waiting to hear when he will meet up with the vampires." Once Vincent learned that he would have no use for the spying spell.
"I see. Let me know when you want them to drop by. The workers are doing a good job at keeping your actual health a secret. Seems like we only had one mole but I won’t allow them to leave just in case. Honestly, should we get rid of all your enemies one time?" Derek suggested.
Derek didn’t like the constant checking up on Vincent’s enemies because it was too much work and as he was close to Vincent these same people target him.
"I will be getting rid of all of them but the main focus will be on my uncle. He will be coming to see me tomorrow. Hand pick a small group for when my uncle leaves. When he goes on another trip, the men attack the vampire’s castle. Be quick about it and get away as soon as you capture their attention," said Vincent. freewёbnoνel.com
"I should go because it will be dangerous but I would need to find a way to cover my scent," Vincent had fought the vampires so much they would pick up on his scent in their castle. "I need my scent covered until we reach the castle. I will need the witches for that."
"Tomorrow will be a full moon. It will make us more powerful than vampires. We have to make sure he leaves to visit them tomorrow. You would need to be declared dead for him to run back to the vampires," Derek said. He didn’t know what kind of deal Graham made with the vampires but reporting Vincent’s death would be worth a trip to inform those creatures.
"Then I shall be declared dead by morning. As much as I don’t want to make Victor go through the emotions that he has lost another family member. His not knowing anything will make it more believable to everyone. I’m afraid you are not a good actor Derek-"
"What the hell? I pulled off that speech to Victor so perfectly that I was thinking of becoming an actor. You’re just jealous of my skills. I should quit here and start my new career," Derek started thinking of the possibility of being an actor but then he realized how much work that would be. "Never mind."
"You said your little speech in a monotone voice like you didn’t care I was on my deathbed. Maybe I should’ve kept you out of the loop and informed Victor of what I was doing. Those two little humans would have been better. Why am I always stuck with you?" Vincent wondered. They were polar opposites when it came to working.
"You know you secretly love me, Vincent. I am the only person to put up with your personality for so long out of all your friends. I am around you more than your own brother," Derek clapped his hand like he proved his point.
"You work for me, Derek," Vincent reminded the delusional man. "It’s obvious you would be here more than Victor. Just know that I will never hire you to act again. Go keep a look out for anyone unwanted coming near my home."
"Geez, would it hurt you to give me a compliment on my skills? I should have listened to everyone else when they said you would give me crazy but no, I had to feel bad for the quiet kid. If only I could go back in time," Derek said out loud so Vincent could hear every word.
Vincent paid no attention to Derek’s rambling and went back to listening to what Graham and Cecilia were talking about. The image was becoming blurrier by the second but he was hoping to catch something important before it would disappear.
"Why does it smell like Vincent here?" Graham asked after sniffing the air. At first, he thought it was his imagination but then he continued to smell the faint scent of Vincent. "Cecilia? Don’t try to walk away from me?"
"A good show," Vincent stated, picking up his drink from the desk to enjoy this moment.
"Ugh, I forgot to tell you that before all of this Vincent dying mess he was here to visit our home. I swear we only talked and I gave him a tour," Cecilia shyly admitted. She forgot to use something to cover Vincent’s scent.
Graham positioned his hands as if he wanted to choke Cecilia. "Explain to me, woman, why would you let that man into our home? Has it ever occurred to you that the only reason he came here was to look for something? How clueless are you?"
"I kept my eyes on him the entire time except when someone came knocking at the door," the words left Cecilia’s mouth slowly as she realized she was tricked. "Listen, you cannot blame this on me. I was home all alone and freaking out. Clearly, this is a day you should have been at home."
"The smart thing to do would have been to send him away. I leave home for business and you had the nerve to let Vincent in here. I’m sure all the neighbors saw him coming in here and when they try to piece together what happened to him the visit here will be brought out," Graham turned away from Cecilia to avoid hitting her. He always had to be the one thinking carefully.
"Well excuse me for not being able to predict the future and know he would be poisoned. I said I was freaking out Graham. It’s not every day Vincent comes to visit and I was all alone. Admit you would have let him in too. Say it, say it," Cecilia repeated over and over.
"I can deal with Vincent but you cannot. He must have been onto us about something for him to come here. Tell me quickly what the two of you talked about." Graham knew had he not asked about the smell she would have never said anything about Vincent’s visit. How careless could his wife honestly get?
"We just mentioned it’s his first time there since we got married, where you were but I said nothing, and how he would like to go on a trip with you for the both of you to bond again. I honestly thought it was a harmless visit since he didn’t stay too long to take a look at anything. Why are we focusing on this when he is going to die any minute?"
After a small pause, Graham replied, "You’re right but if this visit of his puts us as suspects I am leaving you to deal with it. Remember, if this deal with the vampires does not work out I promised them you. Start thinking carefully unless you want to-"
The image went black before Vincent could hear or see anything but as of this moment, he had heard enough.
"What a fool you are dear uncle," Vincent grinned.
