The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

In the study, Cedric stared at the screen on the tablet, his eyes dark, and then raised his hand to turn off the screen.

As a vampire grand duke, he has to handle many affairs and attend meetings of all sizes every day.

With such a packed schedule, there's hardly any time left to personally discipline them.

Leaving the child in the castle was just a casual remark.

Wen Yubai's daily life was entrusted to the castle's old butler.

He strictly followed Cedric's orders and filled Wen Yubai's schedule with classes.

It covers vampire etiquette, history, combat skills, and even economic management.

This means Wen Yubai and Cedric will have even fewer opportunities to meet.

Occasionally, when they met in the corridor, Cedric would only glance at her briefly before looking away.

The tension that had been building in Wen Yubai's heart finally eased.

188 is right, the plot is normal.

After dinner that day, seeing the old butler about to turn and leave, he casually asked:

"Where are the human sacrifices placed?"

"Sir, would you like to taste the fresh blood yourself?"

Wen Yubai nodded, swirling his wine glass.

"Drinking this kind of refrigerated blood all the time is a bit too bland."

"Please wait a moment while I go and consult with the magistrate."

The old steward bowed and withdrew.

At that moment, Cedric was engrossed in reviewing documents in his study.

Upon hearing the old butler's report, his hand holding the pen suddenly stopped, and he looked up at the tablet on the table.

Without the butler's supervision, Wen Yubai was sprawled on the living room sofa.

He flipped through an entertainment magazine with one hand, while occasionally feeding his mouth strawberries that the maid had cut.

The bright red fruit juice clung to his fingertips, and he would unconsciously suck on it, his toes swaying gently, thoroughly enjoying himself.

Cedric recalled the scene at the dinner party.

The young man embraced the blonde girl, their heads bowed affectionately, whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears.

The smile on his lips gradually faded, and the warmth in his eyes cooled.

"Since he wants them, bring the human offerings from the cellar over there and let him choose one to see if there's anything he likes."

Cedric's voice was calm and even, but he emphasized the last four words very heavily.

The old butler paused slightly with his hands hanging at his sides, then bowed in response.

He instantly understood.

The host's emphasis on "the offerings in the cellar" was a deliberate attempt to exclude Miss Ivy.

Speaking of Miss Ivy, she is indeed a special presence in the castle.

Their master has always despised vampires for indulging in their blood-sucking instincts, considering it the behavior of beasts.

In the past, all human sacrifices were placed in a cellar, and blood was drawn from them periodically by designated people, who never came into direct contact with them.

She was the only exception.

The owner not only arranged a private room for her, but would also visit her occasionally.

The steward brought over the human offerings from the cellar, men and women, all with beautiful faces.

Due to their long-term imprisonment, their faces were pale, their shoulders were slightly hunched, and they looked somewhat frightened.

But when they saw the young man on the sofa, their eyes lit up immediately.

Many people try to force a fawning smile and show longing eyes, hoping the other party will accept them.

Wen Yubai's gaze swept over them, but he did not find the female lead.

He asked the steward, "Are all the human sacrifices here?"

The butler did not answer his question directly, but bowed and said, "The Duke has instructed that you may choose any of these."

Wen Yubai pursed his lips and didn't ask any further questions.

I know perfectly well that the ones I can't choose aren't here.

It seems we still need to find another opportunity to find out the whereabouts of the female lead.

Seeing that he didn't move, the butler asked softly again, "Sir, is there nothing you're satisfied with?"

Wen Yubai waved his hand and said in a nonchalant tone, "Not good at all, take them all away."

"Yes, sir."

The butler acknowledged, turned and gestured for the servants to take the offerings back to the cellar, then went to his study.

Cedric listened, his fingers holding a cigar.

But he didn't smoke, letting the ash fall.

It seems that Damian is still hung up on that girl, and has lost interest in all the other offerings.

He stubbed out his cigar.

"Arrange for him to meet with Ivy."

The butler was somewhat surprised.

The master had previously instructed that Miss Ivy was not allowed to leave the house, but now he wanted her to meet with Earl White. What was he planning?

The old butler didn't ask any questions; he only needed to carry out his master's orders.

"Yes."

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Wen Yubai was still struggling with how to find out where the female lead lived amidst his packed schedule, but he never expected that the opportunity to meet her would come so suddenly.

That day, he had just finished his economics and management class.

The supply and demand theories and cost accounting that the teacher talked about are still ringing in my ears.

He felt his head was spinning and his eyelids were practically glued together.

The butler led him toward the restaurant, and as they passed through the first-floor corridor, they suddenly heard a clear, melodious girl's laughter.

He turned his head and saw a girl in a light blue dress in the small garden, the hem of her dress swaying gently in the wind.

The sun was shining brightly, and her long, golden hair cascaded over her shoulders, like a layer of scattered gold.

She was squatting by the flower bed, holding flowers in her hand, teasing a little wild cat.

Wen Yubai was taken aback. Wasn't this Ivy?

The butler followed his gaze and spoke up at the opportune moment: "That is Miss Ivy."

Wen Yubai feigned curiosity and asked, "She's human too, so why wasn't she among the sacrifices last time?"

The butler explained, "Miss Ivy is in poor health, and the master specifically instructed that she should rest in her room."

Wen Yubai said "Oh".

Cedric is quite chivalrous.

Ivy, who was pretending to laugh, noticed Wen Yubai's gaze and looked in his direction.

A flicker of surprise and delight crossed his azure eyes, which he quickly concealed.

She had intended to attract Earl Klaus's attention by teasing the cat, but unexpectedly, she encountered Wen Yubai here.

What a surprise.

She turned her head away, seemingly embarrassed, revealing her beautiful profile.

She gently touched the rose petals beside her with her fingers, her movements tender and shy.

Wen Yubai admired the beautiful scenery and was about to step over the corridor railing to chat with the female lead.

But she was stopped by the butler as soon as she took a step.

"Sir, it's getting late, time for lunch. The Duke is waiting for you."

The butler was dutiful and responsible. The master said he would only meet him once, so he would only meet him once.

Wen Yubai frowned, snorted, and stopped hurdling.

"understood."

As Ivy watched Wen Yubai's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, the petals of the flowers in her hand were crushed off one by one.

His hair hung down, and his face, hidden in the shadows, held no trace of a smile.

The little stray cat rubbed against her hand, but she didn't react.

And somewhere on the third floor.

Cedric looked out the window and had a perfect view of the garden and corridor.

He loosened his tie, unable to articulate his true feelings.

Frustrated.

He recalled his confidant's report from the previous night and confirmed Ivy's true identity: she was a spy sent by the Silver Cross to gather intelligence on the Prince's recovery plans.

It will be a very useful piece.

Cedric was somewhat interested in Damian, the boy, and of course, his identity was also special.

In case the plan goes wrong and the prince awakens, another move can be made.

We should properly train this little fool and send him to the Prince's side.

Given his looks and the favors he received from his father, he might very well become a close advisor to the prince.

This was also one of the gifts he prepared for his brother, the vampire prince.

But now, one of his pieces has set its sights on another piece.

He doesn't like things that are beyond his control.

His dark red eyes narrowed slightly; he knew he had to teach him a lesson.