Chapter114 Baby, Can You Shoot?

Big White paused for a moment, slowly turning its head. A look of surprise flickered across its deep blue eyes; it hadn't been mistaken-it was indeed its young master.

"Roar~" Big White lifted its head and howled, its eyes beginning to moisten.

Lela covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face. There was her Big White, the one who would risk its own life to protect her.

Master Sylvester Gomez watched Lela cry uncontrollably, feeling a mix of helplessness and a growing sense of crisis. Suddenly, he had the nagging thought that he wasn't the only one in her heart anymore. Damn it! What's going on? Sitting in the back, Mildred Gomez was utterly befuddled. Who could explain this fantasy-like situation?

A ferocious white lion gazed at Miss Lela with such tenderness and obedience. What on earth was happening to the world?

Without a word, Master Sylvester Gomez pulled Lela closer, his sensual thin lips lightly brushing the corner of hers. "No tears, little one," he whispered.

If there were to be tears, they'd belong in his bed someday.

In his world, he was the only one who had the right to make her cry.

Lela nodded affirmatively, "Right, no more tears."

hand-they still had to bring

gently wiped away the tears from her eyes, "Good

looked up, raising an eyebrow at the white lion, a clear sign of

onto Master Sylvester Gomez, its eyes

showdown ensued between man and

as Lela was set to intervene and try to communicate

in uniform black tactical gear, each window tinted for privacy-it was impossible to see inside from the outside, but from within, you could see everything perfectly. It was only when the windows were rolled down

the distance, the window lowered slowly,

his shotgun triumphantly and fired at the

She didn't have time to scream before the distinctive blast of the shotgun reverberated

Lela thought it was the end, Big White seemed to sense the danger. At the sound of the

the steering wheel, his eyes filled with frustration

"Dammit!"

He was so close.

and stepped on the gas, chasing

She rolled down her window, lifted her

the distance, the tires of Josh Fudge's

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