The Girl Who Reincarnated as a Vampire Heiress C.301: I Don’t Know What Title to Choose, I’m Done

Yes, this was Xavier's purpose all along.

From beginning to end, there was only one thing he wanted to know, and that was the location of the Viper Group's hideout.

The researchers trembled, perhaps because Xavier's aura was too intimidating. They were so frightened that they actually started hiding behind Chloe.

Chloe clicked her tongue and kicked them out, mockingly saying, "Are you stupid? Hurry up and tell my father what he wants to know."

They fell face-first into the ground, eating a mouthful of mud, and spat it out tearfully.

Xavier silently watched them, and finally said:

"You can choose not to speak, but I have countless ways to make you tell me what I want to know after enduring great suffering."

"Would you like to try?"

The researchers shook all over, wanting to say something but hesitating in fear.

One of them even tried to bite off his own tongue to commit suicide.

But before he could succeed, Chloe swiftly dislocated his jaw.

She cursed, "Why are there so many idiots this loyal?"

After saying this, Chloe turned to look at Xavier: "What about you? Do you have any associates as loyal as them?"

Xavier gave her a calm look and only said two words: "Kewen."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chloe burst out laughing.

Well, Kewen was indeed a loyal subordinate.

In the end, under Xavier's threats and without any enticement, these researchers tremblingly revealed the location of their nearest hideout.

Although it was the nearest, it was still quite far away.

It turned out to be in the Werewolf Race territory.

This location was a bit tricky, and Chloe asked, "What are you doing in the Werewolf Race territory?"

The researchers shook their heads, stuttering nervously:

"We don't know, we really don't know!"

"We're just low-level workers, we only follow orders. We have no idea what the higher-ups are thinking!"

Xavier had no patience to listen to their idle chatter and asked directly:

"Is the Viper Group cooperating or communicating with the Werewolf Race?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the researchers fell silent.

Fear was clearly visible in their eyes.

This expression made the answer painfully obvious.

Chloe let out a meaningful "Oh": "So it seems there is cooperation. I didn't expect that. Your Viper Group must have quite the influence to even win over the Werewolf Race. Impressive indeed."

Her words dripped with sarcasm.

Feeling that her part here was done, Chloe left everything to Xavier and walked over to where Qin Huaibei was standing.

"How are you? Not injured, I hope?"

Qin Huaibei and Daniel raised their arms and turned around, showing Chloe their bodies covered in wounds.

Chloe mocked mercilessly: "You're truly useless, getting so many injuries."

Everyone: "..."

Daniel protested: "What are you talking about? Aren't you also..."

"I'm also what?" Chloe smiled at him sweetly.

Daniel glanced at her injuries, which could be counted on one hand, and wisely chose to shut up.

Chloe sneered again, then handed out all the ointment Xavier had given her earlier:

"Here, take it. Apply the medicine first, rest well for a while. We still have things to do next."

Any medicine carried by Xavier must be good stuff.

Daniel snatched it quickly and started applying it with his back to Qin Huaibei.

Qin Huaibei was furious: "Hey, what's wrong with you? Leave some for me!"

Daniel ignored him completely.

Chloe no longer paid attention to them and turned to walk towards Katherine, handing her the ointment she had specially reserved, and comforted her:

"Don't worry, I won't let you fight with them for it."

Katherine was slightly stunned, then smiled and said, "Alright."

The Elf Race indeed had outstanding healing abilities, but after consuming a large amount of magic power, it's best not to use it recklessly.

Chloe was like a street urchin, running here and there, never staying still.

This time she drifted over to Anderson.

However, before she could take out the ointment she had specially reserved, Chloe found that Anderson had already treated his wounds.

She was slightly stunned: "How did you do it so quickly?"

Anderson's hand, which had just put away the ointment, trembled slightly.

His emerald eyes stared at Chloe for two seconds, then he said:

"I can apply the medicine again if the young miss wants to give it to me."

Hearing this, Chloe just pursed her lips: "That doesn't make sense. If you've already applied medicine, then you've applied it. I guess I don't need to give you the ointment after all."

Saying this, she stuffed the ointment back into her pocket.

Anderson watched this, and suddenly laughed.

Chloe keenly looked over, displeased: "What are you laughing at?"

Anderson: "Nothing. Is the young miss hungry? I still have some dry food here."

"..."

It seemed she was indeed a bit hungry.

Chloe looked around, making sure that Daniel was still applying medicine and no one would compete with her. She immediately moved closer to Anderson and said in a low voice:

"Give it to me, give it to me."

She was so close that Anderson could even smell the bitter scent of medicine on her.

He paused for a moment, then took out a bag of soft bread and a bottle of still-warm milk from his spatial ring:

"Here, eat."

Chloe, who had been hungry all day, pounced on the food like a starving tiger. The bread was gone in three bites.

She also drank nearly half the milk in one gulp.

After eating and drinking her fill, Chloe suddenly remembered something: "Haven't you eaten?"

Anderson looked at her, his emerald eyes flickering, and said softly: "I hid a lot of food."

"So?"

Seeing Chloe's suddenly tense face, Anderson smiled, his voice gentle:

"So I've already eaten secretly by myself."

Hearing this, Chloe raised an eyebrow, then said: "I don't believe you."

Anderson blinked.

Chloe looked at him: "Your face is so pale. Who would believe you've eaten?"

Pale?

Anderson's expression changed slightly, and he instinctively wanted to use his blade to look at his own face.

Hmm... not pale, not ugly.

Fortunately, he hadn't actually looked ugly in front of the young miss.

While Anderson was lost in thought, a box of cake appeared in front of him.

He was stunned: "For me?"

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"If it's not for you, who else would it be for?" Chloe pushed the box of cake forward a bit more, "Take it, eat quickly."

Her voice sounded a bit awkwardly irritated.

Anderson felt a warmth in his heart: "If the young miss had food, then why did you..."

Chloe looked somewhat annoyed: "I just wanted to eat what you had. Is that not allowed?"

Anderson's long eyelashes fluttered, as if he had thought of something, and then he laughed.

It was a brief laugh. Anderson's voice was a bit hoarse, giving it a unique charm.

"Is that so?" he said, "It's my honor to be liked by the young miss."

Chloe pretended she hadn't heard anything and got up to leave.

Not far away, Xavier's dark red eyes gazed in the direction of the two, his brow furrowing involuntarily.