Miss Rosetta turned to look at the carriage that was taken away to be parked, and when she looked at the other carriages that passed by her, they were all in poor condition in her eyes. Her clean white dress stood out against the somber people and surrounding, making others look at the young lady.

Softly gulping, Miss Rosetta quickly moved her feet to follow Vincent Moriarty into the inn he had brought her to, as she didn’t have a ride back.

“Wait for me!” In the past, Miss Rosetta had passed Thresk Hills, but her carriage had never stopped here. “Do you think our parents will be pleased if they found out that you brought me to a poor place like this?”

Vincent, who had never bothered what his parents thought, now turned to Miss Rosetta, who stared at him with wide, questioning eyes.

“They will be glad to see you humble down. And mere rats running through the kitchen to lick the utensil is not going to make you sick. Relax,” Vincent calmly stated while the young lady looked horrified.

“Y-you aren’t serious, are you?” Asked Miss Rosetta as she continued to follow him. “I cannot eat in a place like this! Not only are they not clean, but who knows with what hands they make the food. Are you not worried that you will catch some sickness?!” She asked in a low voice.

“I grew up eating things like that, and in time my body has become used to such food,” remarked Vincent. He noticed an elderly woman with an apron tied around waist make her way to them.

“You are used to eating things like that?” Miss Rosetta murmured under her breath, her eyebrows knit together in confusion. Didn’t her aunt mention that this man’s family was from a pure-blooded family of vampires? Did someone trick her family?

“Welcome to Lily’s Inn, would you like to sit outside or in a private setting room?” Asked the lady with a deep bow and a warm smile on her lips.

“Private setting room!” Miss Rosetta was quick to choose, and the woman turned slightly startled. The young lady cleared her throat and repeated in a more polite way, “We would like a private setting room.”

The older woman turned to Vincent, and he nodded, “Sure. Private room. Do you have cakes?”

“We do, Sir. What would you like us to serve you? We have carrot cake, banana cake, strawberry cake, lemon cake, cake with fresh fruits,” the woman gave him the variety their inn could provide to the customers.

“One piece of each kind. I would like to have them packed and hand it to my coachman Briggs who is waiting outside after we are done eating,” ordered Vincent, and Miss Rosetta’s eyebrows rose in confusion.

“You are buying cakes for your servant?” Asked the young lady.

Vincent looked at the inn’s woman, “Give it to this one too.”

The woman nodded, “Please let me lead you to your room.” She walked in the front, Vincent walked behind her and behind him walked the young Ms. Hooke, who gritted her teeth in anger. This man had placed her and his servant in the same place, how humiliating!

When they reached the private room, Lady Rosetta asked the inn woman, “Do you have a powder room in this place? A good one, which is clean and doesn’t have any rats.”

The inn’s woman tried her best in keeping a polite smile over the question asked, “Yes, miss. We do have a powder room, you can go straight from here and take a right. You will find the powder room,” she gave the direction.

“Excuse me,” Miss Rosetta gave a half-hearted bow before leaving the front of the room.

In the powder room, Eve leaned towards the mirror that was next to the window, adjusting her scarf to ensure her neck was properly covered. As expected, the fingerprints had started to turn visible, and she didn’t want to be questioned by Noah when she was having a good time with him.

Eve pulled the fringes of her hair to the sides and took a look at herself in the mirror.

Suddenly the powder room’s door burst open, and in came a lady wearing a beautiful white dress. The young lady had tears in her eyes, and out of concern, Eve asked,

“Are you alright, Miss?”

“Leave me alone!” The young lady snapped before breaking down into sobs. “Don’t look at meugh!” came the incoherent words from her.

Eve wondered what happened to the lady for crying. Pursing her lips, she decided to let the young lady be and not meddle herself in the matters. But before she could walk past the lady, the person said,

“I didn’t even want to be married, why am I being humiliated in this horror of an inn?” The young lady searched for something in her pocket, and when she didn’t find it, she sobbed harder. “My life is so hard.”

“Here,” Eve quickly pulled out her handkerchief and offered it to the person.

The young lady looked hesitant but wanted to wipe her tears and nose now as she couldn’t be seen in such a state.

“T-thank you,” said the lady. Taking the handkerchief, she wiped her eyes before blowing her nose not so very gently.

Eve looked a little uncomfortable, not knowing all the details. The young lady, who appeared to be younger than her, looked spoiled yet innocent at the same time. The lady was not someone she would come across in inns like these, thought Eve in her mind.

The young lady hid her face as she tried to blow her nose once again, but the sound fell harshly on the quiet room. She then turned back and sheepishly looked at the handkerchief.

“That’s fine. You can keep it. I don’t think I will be needing one anytime soon,” Eve assured the young lady with a smile.

Miss Rosetta, who was sad, was touched by this human’s kindness. But at the same time, as she was brought up with an air of superiority, instead of saying thank you, she blurted, “Let me pay you for the handkerchief then. I do not like to be in debt to anyone.”

Eve would have laughed if she didn’t see the utmost seriousness this lady looked at her with, while still quietly sniffling. She cleared her throat and said,

“That is kind of you, but there is no need for it. I have plenty of handkerchiefs in my house.”

“Not even a silver coin? Do you want more?” Asked Miss Rosetta, a little suspicious about why this low-class woman was not accepting money from her. Until now, whenever she offered money to a person, they were often quick to take it.

Eve smiled, “No, not even silver coin. I hope you feel better.”

Miss Rosetta looked taken aback by Eve. After her little outburst, she noticed the woman in front of her was beautiful even though she was only a human.

“I should get going,” Eve bowed at the young lady, and in return, Miss Rosetta only gave a slight bow, who decided to stay in the powder room for a little more time.