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CHAPTER 223

“HOW IS THE job I gave you?” Vladimir asked as Vorenus walked into the room.

“huh?” vorenus asked dumbly. “Bartholomew, get me a drink, will you?”

“of course, sir,” the butler said, bowing. “blood or…”

“just get me a fucking scotch,” Vorenus muttered. “in fact, don’t bother.” In a flash, he was at the bar, grabbing a drink from the refrigerator. Bartholomew bowed and walked out.

“you should give the man a break,” Vladimir chuckled. “he is only human after all.”

“And you should change him,” Vorenus said, wiping a smudge of frink that ran down the side of his mouth. “make him a sire. It would save you from a lot of incompetence, and you wouldn’t have to change butlers after another 80 years because he would live as long as us.” Vorenus placed the bottle on the glass counter, watching the glass stain with cold water running down the sides of the bottle.

“I don’t want to spoil a perfectly good thing,” Vladimir said and Vorenus scoffed.

“humans are far from perfect,” Vorenus muttered.

“Ma
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