Rebirth: The Strong Pregnant Lady

After making sure that Beryl had gone far enough, Elijah got up and went to clear the table, throwing all the food into the trash can.

Klaus breathed a sigh of relief. Apart from alcohol, they had not done anything like eating human food for a long time. It was disgusting.

But to adapt to this pregnant woman, Elijah had to make a sacrifice.

Klaus looked at Elijah in anger. This man was so fake that not a drop of water could leak out. He was almost fooled that Elijah did not eat any food. Klaus felt the human food in the depths of his throat crying.

You were fooled again by your dear brother, once more.

Elijah seemed to have guessed Klaus's complaint long ago. He didn't even bother to look up as he quickly changed the subject.

"In fact, it was very simple," Klaus coolly answered the question. They all knew that Marcel would not reject Klaus. "My brother, your shameful transaction went smoothly."

Elijah motioned for him to continue.

"Marcel was so happy to accept my blood, just as he accepted my heartfelt apology that his Thierry was still alive... I am still a welcome guest in this French Quarter. "

Marcel's best friend, Klaus.

Elijah's face began to darken as he watched Klaus approach him. He seemed about to get down to business.

Elijah disapproved, once again speechless. Klaus' rudeness and bluntness. "I believe they are worthy of respect."

Elijah came up with a good reason. "They did release the dew, even though they haven't completely confessed yet... Marcel obviously has something they want. They don't want him to die right away. "

"There must be a reason." His concern seemed to lie even more in this Marcel's secret weapon.

Marcel was very confident. This kind of confidence made Klaus very interested.

Elijah was more concerned about the safety of White Dew and the baby, and he was still talking to Klaus in a confident tone, "Controlling the witch's secret weapon. Together, Klaus, we can destroy them from within. "

Elijah held out his hand to him, and Klaus rolled his upper eyelids.

Elijah smiled and shook his head. He turned to tidy up his room, Klaus.

Klaus followed his brother into the room. He looked around, then asked, "Where's Rebecca?"

Klaus always remembered that their lovely little sister loved Elijah so much that there was no reason not to join in the fun.

"Did she pout enough to have fun together?" Elijah paused briefly, then went back to his work.

"She has already made it clear that she is not interested." Rebecca's misunderstanding of Klaus was so profound that it was unlikely that time could resolve it.

Elijah felt that his long life was full because of his brother and sister, that his battle would never end.

Klaus' willfulness and Rebecca's apathy were too much for him. Unfortunately, his powerful vampire strength did not seem to be able to play a great role in these areas.

Klaus nodded with a smile, indicating that he understood. He began to make wild guesses, "I think our sister was stabbed with a dagger too many times, and the coffin was sealed too many times."

Elijah was too lazy to even shake his head. He couldn't stand to brag like that.

"Or perhaps she doesn't share your firm belief that I can be saved." Casually picking up something, Klaus approached his brother Elijah in a casual manner.

Elijah, too, was enjoying himself, playing with Klaus. "Rebecca might surprise us!"

"After all, we all made the same vow." Elijah thought of their family vows.

Klaus took out the bottle and poured the two of them some wine, which he drank first. Elijah, who was not particularly interested in whisky, shook his head.

"I hope she stays away," Klaus, who had always been against him, now agreed with Rebecca. He took a gulp of whiskey, "because I want to take back this town and steal his most precious secret weapon from Marcel …" I realized one of my most important weaknesses. "