Chapter 75: Curing Daisy Farrell, and the origin of the rosemary incense!

At Stefan Zimmerman's words, Daisy Farrell's delicate body trembled again. "Stefan, can you really cure the stench on me? How am I supposed to trust you?" Stefan smiled. "If you don't trust me, I can treat you first." Under the veil, Daisy bit down on her lip, her willowy brows pinching as if she waged a war with herself. She thought for over a minute. At last she gritted her teeth. "Fine. I agree." Stefan bared his teeth in a grin. "Great. Take off your clothes." "Undress?" Color flooded Daisy's...