Chapter 548 A Private Interrogation
Sylvia''s POV:
Geoffrey was imprisoned in a dungeon.
It had to be said that Geoffrey was a man who enjoyed luxuries. Even his dungeon was elegantly
decorated. If it weren''t for the dim lighting, I would''ve thought that we were in a pce.
"Did Geoffrey foresee that he''d be imprisoned here one day?" Yana whined in a low voice.
Hearing this, I couldn''t help but chuckle out loud.
Rufus, who was walking beside me, looked at me questioningly. "What''s the matter?"
"Nothing. Let''s go. Geoffrey''s probably dying to see us." I pushed Rufus, urging him to go inside.
Rufus chuckled. "I think the opposite is true."
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And he was right.
The second Rufus and I stepped foot inside the cell, Geoffrey immediately dove under the covers.
He didn''t ask any questions, nor did he look like he wanted to listen to anything we had to say.
Geoffrey stayed in a single, fully-furnished cell. It was just like a little hotel room. Rufus didn''t torture
him either.
After all, Geoffrey was still the Alpha, albeit just in name. Before he was dismissed officially, there
was nothing we could do to him for the time being.
"What''re you doing here? I told you everything I needed to say. You''ve demolished the wall. You''ve
seeded. Whye here?" Finally, Geoffrey''s voice broke the silence. He sounded neither
reconciled nor wronged.
Rufus and I exchanged nces and didn''t know what to say.
Perhaps it was because we didn''t say anything that Geoffrey couldn''t stand it anymore and sat up in
the bed, pulling the quilt off of his head. He was wearing a shabby white shirt. Stubble littered his
cheeks and chin, and his eyes were bloodshot. In a word, he looked very disheveled. "Tell me, what
is it you want from me now?" Geoffrey swung his legs over the edge of the bed and lit a cigarette. In
a matter of mere days, he had be much thinner and deste-looking. His usually upright back
had be hunched.
"Noreen. You haven''t told us where she is. What''s your rtionship with her? Why did she help
you?" Rufus asked.
Geoffrey fell silent and took a long drag from his cigarette. After a long while, he opened his mouth.
"I met Noreen ten years ago. That was one year before the werewolf race and the vampire race
signed the peace agreement. At the time, this ce was still under the rule of the vampires. Noreen
came to me and said that she had cursed Hobson with the ck death curse and that I should take
the opportunity to reach an agreement with Hobson."
"Has Hobson been cursed with the ck death curse ever since?" I was a little surprised. I was
under the impression that Hobson was cursed just recently.
"Yes. On one hand, Hobson was suffering from the ck death curse and was afraid that other
vampire ns would seize the opportunity to attack him. On the other hand, the tenacious
resistance of the werewolves at the border also bothered him. So as enemies from both sides
pressed against him, he finally agreed to my proposal to announce the truce. With some extra
strings attached, though."
"What about Noreen? Did you contact her after that?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.
"No. I haven''t seen Noreen since then. Even Hobson has been searching for her, but to no avail."
Geoffrey shook his head. He extinguished the finished cigarette in his hand, picked up a cup of
water on the table, and took a sip.
For a while, nobody spoke, and a hush fell over the small cell.
"Then how did you know about my curse?" Rufus suddenly asked in a low voice.
I raised my head and looked at Rufus vigntly. It seemed that he didn''t intend to hide the fact that
he was cursed from Geoffrey anymore.
Geoffrey chuckled. "You finally admit that you''re cursed. Fine. It doesn''t matter even if I tell you.
Noreen showed up again a month ago. She came specifically to tell me about your curse."