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."

pressing matter at hand-they still

away the

looked up, raising an eyebrow at the white

white lion locked its gaze onto Master Sylvester

ensued between man

Lela was set to intervene and try to communicate with the lion, an SUV barreled in from the

vehicle, everyone was clad in uniform black tactical gear, each window tinted for privacy-it was impossible to see inside from the outside, but from within,

in the distance, the window lowered slowly, revealing the smug, mischievous face

raised his shotgun triumphantly and fired at the white

horror. She didn't have time to scream before the distinctive

Lela thought it was the end, Big White seemed to sense the danger. At the sound of the gunshot, the lion leapt with all

the steering wheel,

"Dammit!"

He was so close.

on the gas, chasing in the direction Big

relentless pursuit, Lela's eyes darkened with intent. She rolled down her window, lifted her silver pistol with swift precision, and flicked off the

distance, the tires of Josh

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