Chapter 145

Christopher tidied his collar with his slender fingers as though he was trying his best to suppress his anger. “Margaret, I really underestimated you. You are trying to go against me, aren’t you? Very well, then. Show me what you are capable of!”

The tension in the atmosphere became more palpable at once. Suddenly, the meow of a cat broke the silence.

Elizabeth was terrified as she had an ominous feeling. Although the door of the art room was locked, she did not close the window. It was very likely for the cat to escape through the window.

Christopher’s expression changed, and he looked in the direction of the sound, only to find a fat, white cat ambling toward Margaret from the front door. It then nuzzled against her leg before approaching him.

As he did not know where the cat came from, he stood rooted to the spot and did not react until it started rubbing its body against his pant leg.

an awkward smile, Elizabeth remarked, “This cat recognizes its master. Look, it seems to know who

Margaret’s eyes as she watched the cat fawning over Christopher. She felt that the cat was pathetic, just like how she was in the past, trying her best to please

could lose his temper, Margaret carried the

that, she brought the cat upstairs, paying

table. By then, the dishes were fully served, but a few housekeepers were busy cleaning the floor in the living room. She observed

Christopher ordered coldly

it has a name.

food and did not raise her gaze while replying to

 

what it is. Get rid of it! I don’t want to see it again in the morning. If you don’t do it yourself, I’ll ask someone to throw it

side and let me ruin your mood? I won’t abandon Tabby. What’s wrong with

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