Chapter 227 - 03: Jones’s Marriage
The fire in the hearth crackled and burned, bathing the entire room in a dim crimson glow.
Solid and sturdy, the walls appeared somewhat rough but were, in fact, finely polished.
Vivid sculptures and elegant paintings adorned the space. Pure gold candlesticks shimmered with dazzling brilliance.
The entire hall was dominated by dark tones, evoking an intricate yet melancholic sense of beauty. Indeed, this was a classic Blood Clan aesthetic—melancholy chic.
The table was laden with a sumptuous feast, though, truth be told, everything was essentially made from the same ingredient.
Count Dracula sat at one end of the long table, smiling.
Seated on either side of him were the Countess and his elder sister, Aunt Sarah. Further down were Jones and Jones’ young cousin Susan.
Jones sat expressionless while across the table, Cousin Susan looked at him with a sweet smile. Her appearance was so enchanting, like a girl straight out of a fairy tale.
Yes, with her beautiful golden curls, she resembled a lovely doll—a stunning girl who could stir up every ounce of masculine hormones and ignite an overwhelming sense of protectiveness. The type everyone adored. Unless... you had ever spent time with her in private.
Unfortunately for him, Jones was someone who had spent time with her in private.
Count Dracula cleared his throat softly and said, "Uh... we’ve given this careful thought and decided that you and Susan should get engaged. It will be a wonderful union."