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"Victor. Why are you here James?"

Mrs. Elizabeth said tremblingly, not knowing whether it was because the weather was getting colder and the cold wind of the rainy night blew in from the wide-open balcony, or she was simply frightened.

Victor was speechless. He stood there. In the dark night, only the lightning that flashed from time to time could illuminate his figure. Lady Elizabeth was even more frightened. She grabbed the sheets in panic and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to shout, but she was afraid of irritating Victor.

"What's the relationship between James and me?" Finally, Victor's deep voice sounded, and the sound of rain outside seemed to be quieter.

"You, what are you talking about, what are you going to do, Victor?"

Victor took two steps and came closer, almost reaching the edge of the bed.

Boom! There was another burst of muffled thunder, rumbling in the clouds, and Victor's voice became more terrifying: "What's the relationship between James and me?"

Kaka!

Lightning struck, illuminating Victor's face. His rough and deep features looked very much like——

"Thomas!"

Lady Elizabeth screamed uncontrollably. She grabbed her hair hysterically and yelled Thomas Logan's name.

Victor yelled again and asked: "What's the relationship between James and me?"

"James James, you can't hurt him! Thomas, no, he is your son."

Elizabeth went completely crazy. She tore her hair and sheets desperately, and howled with blind eyes. Her words became more and more blurred, and finally turned into meaningless screams and roars.

Victor stayed for a moment, as if the torrential rainy night and the crazy woman had nothing to do with him, as if they were not in the same world.

He already had a guess in his mind, but he wanted a definite answer.

Victor jumped into the rainy night and disappeared.

"Have you searched for them all?" James asked Jack. Victor was missing. No one saw where he went. Jack Pitt, the captain of the family rider, took all the available people to gather in the surrounding towns and woods. Searched for many days.

"We have searched everywhere we can in the thirty miles around, and we haven't found any strange deaths or injuries among residents nearby." Jack said tiredly.

James nodded, said thank you for your hard work, and urged Jack to take a rest. The heavy rain the night before meant that even with his special sense of smell, he could not gain much. If there was no one near Edmond, then Victor must have gone to the United States.

What he was most worried about at the beginning was that Victor was influenced by Adam, so he asked people to search the surrounding residents. As a result, there was no tragic incident of people being attacked and killed by similar beasts, which made James feel relieved.

He thought that Victor might be eager to return to the battlefield, so he left without saying goodbye. I have a headache, thinking that my mother Elizabeth's old problem has recurred in the past few days. Although she has basically recovered after a few days of relief, her whole body has become more and more haggard.

"O'Hara, how many boxes do you have?" James asked helplessly as he watched O'Hara chirping and directing the servants to stack the suitcases in the carriage box.

"That's all!" O'Hara smiled and narrowed her eyes. Her eyelashes were long, and her bright red eyebrows were full of joy. She picked up her off-white pearl handbag, lifted up her skirt, and leaned into the car. .

James has always been opposed to the current era of women's waist-waisted skirts, which are cumbersome, complicated, uncomfortable and harmful to the body, so O'Hara has been wearing comfortable and convenient long skirts or trousers for many years.

"Hehehehe, this is my first time traveling so far away. I will also see Mr. and Mrs. President, so be more prepared!"

"The war is not over yet. I will go to the United States often in the future, and we may even move there."

James straightened his cuff links and took out the cigar box out of habit, then put it back again. O'Hara didn't like the smell of cigars or cigarettes.

O'Hara happily asked about moving to the United States. Canada is too vast and sparsely populated. Although the natural scenery around the manor is excellent, growing up here has long lost the novelty. She also yearns for the lively city. and crowds.

This trip is going to Washington. On the one hand, I need to see Mr. President, many matters of the war, and all kinds of troublesome matters about the distribution of benefits after the war. In addition, the search for Adam, the ancestor of vampires, cannot be relaxed, although he is extremely weak and dormant at the moment. , but leaving such a terrifying undead creature alone will ultimately lead to endless troubles.

And the most important thing is to find Victor.

In September 1863, the Northern Union army captured Chattanooga, and the occupation of Port Hudson in July divided the Confederate army into east and west parts. From a strategic and tactical perspective, there was no suspense about the Union's victory. .

"Mr. Howlett, ma'am, this way please."

The White House waiter respectfully led James and O'Hara into the banquet hall. This was a small celebration banquet proposed by the major capital tycoons and government dignitaries in the north.

Although President Lincoln repeatedly stated that the war was not over yet and it was too early to hold a banquet at this moment, he finally relented under the enthusiasm and pressure from all sides.

O'Hara was very satisfied with the young waiter's title, gave him a bright smile, and walked into the hall with a nervous and stiff look on his face while holding James' hand.

"James! James!"

When President Lincoln saw James, he waved and shouted especially enthusiastically. He apologized to the people around him, and hurriedly took his wife Mary's hand and greeted him.

"You're finally here!"

Mr. President looked at James with a somewhat questioning look in his eyes, as if to confirm whether everything was okay with him.

James nodded slightly, introduced O'Hara in a relaxed manner with a smile.

Mrs. Mary took O'Hara's hand thoughtfully and said softly:

"No wonder Mr. Howlett was unmoved no matter how Abel and I introduced an outstanding young lady to him. It turns out that we have known such a beautiful girl for a long time."

President Lincoln also patted James' chest teasingly, and happily pulled them to the center of the banquet, where he introduced James and James to tycoons, government officials, and members of Congress in northern industry, manufacturing and other fields.

The name of the Howlett family has been no stranger to the ears of America's upper class elites over the years. Even some people with great powers and many sources of information in the military have no idea about this young and excessively emerging industrialist. The predators also have an extraordinary sense of awe.