My Vampire Harem Will Dominate Everything

Chapter 92: A Way Out?

Outside the court, the air was thick with tension. Olivia and Gen stood under the shadow of the T-Max building, the weight of the day's events pressing heavily on them.

The full moon hung in the sky like a merciless watcher, casting long shadows across the vast parking lot. Olivia's mind raced with the possible outcomes and strategies they could employ, while Gen's simmering anger was barely contained beneath the surface.

"This doesn't look good, Olivia," Gen muttered, her fists clenched tightly. "That footage, Samuel's testimony, Target's speech... it's all stacking up against Ezra."

Olivia nodded, her calm exterior hiding the storm of worry inside of her. "I know. We need to find a way to counter all of this. The footage was one thing. Proving it is doctored? That's another matter.

And Samuel's testimony, even though it was under hypnosis, adds weight to their case. We have to find something else. Something new."

Before they could continue their discussion, Sarah sauntered over, a smug expression on her face. "Well, if it isn't the loyal wives," she sneered. "Looks like your dear Ezra is finally getting what he deserves. And Gen, what will you do when he's gone? You won't have anyone to hide behind."

Gen's eyes flared with anger, and she took a step forward, but Olivia placed a calming hand on her shoulder. "Ignore her, Gen. She's just trying to provoke you."

Sarah's smirk widened. "Keep telling yourself that. But deep down, you know it's true."

"Sarah," Macmillan's voice called from a distance. He stood a few paces away, watching the interaction with a satisfied look. "Let's go."

Sarah shot them one last mocking glance before turning to join Macmillan. He said something quietly to her and as they walked away, their laughter echoed in the courtyard, grating on Olivia's nerves.

"That woman," Gen growled. "I swear, if we didn't have bigger problems…"

"We do," Olivia interrupted, her voice firm but gentle. "And we need to stay focused. Let's figure out our next move."

As they watched Macmillan and Sarah disappear into the distance, a new presence made itself known. A red-headed woman with some of the biggest boobs among the vampire community, approached them. Her slight curves and confident stride caught the attention of those nearby. Olivia recognized her immediately. Miss Red, the vampire who worked within the City Lord's domain.

The one responsible for the registration of new vampires.

"Good evening, ladies." Miss Red greeted with a smile, her voice smooth. "I couldn't help but hear about your problem. I might be able to offer a solution."

Olivia's eyes narrowed slightly, wary but curious. "What do you mean?"

Miss Red smiled, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes. "I can help you clear Ezra's name but, as with all things, it comes at a price."

Gen scoffed, crossing her arms. "And what's the price? Taking Ezra from us?"

Miss Red's smile widened. "No. At this point, I don't think Ezra would be willing to let the two of you go. Whether I like it or not, he is already emotionally attached to you. However, there is something that him and only him could do for me."

Olivia exchanged a glance with Gen. The idea of making a deal with Miss Red was risky, but they were running out of options. "What kind of things are we talking about?" Olivia asked cautiously.

"Well, I would like to discuss that with Ezra himself." Miss Red replied casually. "I want to make a deal directly with him. Not with anyone else as a proxy."

Gen scoffed. "Good luck with that. There's no way that Target would be letting us meet Ezra."

"Target is not the only peacekeeper with access to the containment facility. In fact, he does have a boss who owes me a favour. Getting to Ezra is a the problem. All you need to do is request the visit and take me along."

Gen's fists unclenched slightly, her curiosity piqued. "A boss? The captain? That's all well and good but how do we know we can trust you?"

Miss Red's eyes sparkled with amusement. "You don't, but right now, do you have any better options?"

Olivia took a deep breath, weighing their choices. They needed a breakthrough, and this might be their only chance. "Alright. We'll hear you out. But if you're playing us…"

"I assure you," Miss Red interrupted, her tone serious. "I have no interest in deceiving you. Helping Ezra is mutually beneficial. You get your husband back and I get what I want."

"Fine," Olivia agreed after considering for a moment. "What do we need to do?"

Miss Red's demeanor shifted to one of business. "Meet me at the containment facility in thirty minutes. Don't be late."

Without another word, she turned and walked away, leaving Olivia and Gen standing in the courtyard.

Gen sighed, her anger replaced by a sense of optimism. "I don't like this, but if it helps Ezra, we'll do what we have to."

Olivia nodded. "Agreed."

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Miss Red walked confidently through the dimly lit corridors of the peacekeeper facility, her red hair cascading over her shoulders. She reached her destination and knocked firmly on the door. "Enter." A voice called from within and she entered.

"Helena." Red greeted as she entered. The office was stark and utilitarian, the walls lined with file cabinets and a large desk dominating the room. Behind the desk sat Captain Helena, head of the vampire peacekeepers in First City. Helena sat with her dark blue hair tied up in her usual ponytail, her sharp features complemented by the ever-present air of authority she emitted.

She looked up from her paperwork with a sigh of frustration as Red entered and took a seat without waiting for an invitation.

"Red," Helena greeted, her voice tinged with annoyance. "What brings you here? As you can see, I'm quite busy."

Red smiled, a hint of mischief in her eyes. "I'm here to collect the debt you owe me, Helena. After all, I should've been the one sitting where you are now."