Chapter117 Beowulf, What a Pushover

Big White's proud expression turned wary at the sight of the metallic chain in Master Sylvester's hand. He whimpered, backing away slowly.

His deep blue eyes locked onto the chain, tense and ready to leap and sever it.

Upon seeing this, Lela stepped in front of Master Sylvester, "Master Sylvester..."

With a smirk and mischievous glint in his eye, Sylvester playfully ruffled Lela's hair, "Sweetheart, if you want to take him with us, sometimes we have to be crafty. You have to play the game for real."

...

Eventually, in the backseat of the tour car, Big White sat with his legs bound by chains, looking impatient and sulking.

Driving away, Sylvester glanced at Big White in the rearview mirror, his face finally relaxing into a smile.

Little beast, daring to compete with me for affection.

This is just the beginning.

to appease Big White, "Easy there, big fella. I had no choice, you know? Just lay off the biting, okay?" Truth was, Mildred was a bit of a chicken. He was scared stiff that the big guy

want to take the fall for

awe and respect from all, was now willing to be harnessed and put in the back seat was honestly kind of a downer. Lela could sense Master Sylvester Gomez's irritation.

that had started to form on Master Sylvester Gomez's face faltered, and he coughed awkwardly, raising a hand in denial, "Jealous? Me? That's

to suppress a

Sylvester Gomez shot her a sidelong glare and remained in denial, "Cut it out, sweetheart. I'm a sophisticated guy. Would I really be jealous of an animal?" The very

at Big White, who sat in the backseat with a look of sulking resignation, and softly contested, "Big White isn't

was her irreplaceable best

on the road ahead, his hands expertly navigating the touring car around

and intertwined her fingers with Master Sylvester Gomez's. She lifted their clasped hands to

back of Master Sylvester Gomez's hand and rippled

"Fine!"

insists he's not

tilted her head and caught the subtle smile at the corner of Master Sylvester Gomez's eyes. His grip tightened momentarily, and for a fraction of a second, her gaze dropped to their hands, happiness brimming in her beautiful eyes. She thought to herself, Master Sylvester, you're really easy to

seat, Mildred Gomez caught the whole exchange and exhaled a weary sigh, exchanging disbelieving

love that was

window of

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