Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

Bailu Yu walked down the stairs and poured a cup of coffee for her. Rebecca took it and took a sip naturally, "The taste is average. I suggest that you learn how to make coffee."

White Dew sat down on the soft woven sofa. Rebecca stood looking at her, and the miracle in Elijah's mouth was nothing more than that.

"You're as rude as your brother." Bai Lu directly said. Even if she was an ancestor vampire, she was not afraid. She just could not bear to see how naturally arrogant and disrespectful Rebecca was.

Unexpectedly, Rebecca did not refute her. Her dark green eyes darted over, and she spoke with a tone of warning and bragging, "Also, he has a bad temper. So, you better be careful."

White Dew silently watched as she sipped her coffee. Rebecca elegantly closed her eyes, revealing a grace that came from the depths of her bones. "So, where is Elijah?"

For one thing, White Dew still couldn't deny that everyone in her family had a natural elegance to them, even though they were just having an ordinary cup of coffee.

Bai Lu shrugged helplessly. She seemed to be a bit confused, "You're asking the wrong question. He's been gone for a long time."

Rebecca put down her coffee. "What does it mean to disappear for a long time?" With a twinkle in her eyes, Rebecca's tone began to tense up.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of White Dew's mouth. She also didn't want to accept the fact that Elijah had escaped, according to someone. One second your great brother was here making an epic promise to protect me -- protecting me with a bottle of scotch and a bad decision. He described us as a family, poetically. And then Klaus told me he'd run away. "

Escaping, Elijah, the dear and noble man, Beru could not believe it.

"Looks like this is the result of me trusting vampires." Bailu Yi mocked herself.

It had to be said that Elijah's departure had made her feel hurt and embarrassed. She had given her trust and hope, but Klaus had told her that Elijah had escaped.

"Elijah is no ordinary vampire. He never breaks his vow... This only proves that Klaus did the despicable thing typical of his style! "

"Klaus, get out of here!" she shouted when she saw Rebecca throw the glass. Tell me, what have you done to our kind brother?! You narcissistic, sinister villain! "

The soprano was as shrill and piercing as a soprano, and Beru felt that her children disliked the rhythm, as did she.

A few seconds later.

"Enough shouting!" There was an extra response in the empty room. The damned hearing of the progenitor vampires. Klaus had clearly not been there for a minute or two.

Klaus opened the door to his room and lazily looked at Rebecca. "Mylittlemaster, I should have thought of that." He hugged his arms, the faint cotton of the chicken collar sticking to his long, muscular body. White Dew glanced at Rebecca's protruding front and back, it seemed that the ancestors' stature was also quite good.

Klaus didn't care about the existence of White Dew. He and Rebecca were already naturally at loggerheads.

"I suppose you did the six dead vampires? "My dear sister …"

"They're too rude. They want to hurt a poor innocent little girl, and she's just looking for her brother in the French Quarter."

Klaus smiled evilly as he stared at Rebecca, "You didn't even use your brain before you were killed?"

Rebecca didn't mind the apology, saying in an extremely perfunctory manner, "I'm sorry, are they your friends?" Then, with a smile and a coquettish look, she coldly mocked Klaus, "By the way, you don't have any friends."

"I have friends," Klaus retorted, his expression one of mixed joy. "I have Marcel."

Rebecca's expression wavered and scattered for a moment, then became even more like a hedgehog under attack.