Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter121 From Now On, Never Push Me Away No Matter What Happens

Master Sylvester Gomez had no interest in the ongoing contest. As soon as Josh Fudge finished speaking, he whisked Lela away.

Before leaving, Lela gave Big White a nod. The lion's deep blue eyes locked onto her, filled with affection and longing...

Trembling with resignation, Mildred Gomez led the lion to the animal trainer to have its wound treated. A desolate feeling washed over her. Why was it always her job...

Vincent and Burl Cain stepped out from the tour car, witnessing the unsettling scene and exchanged glances.

Unable to contain his curiosity, Burl asked Goy Gomez, "Goy, what in the world is going on here?"

Goy offered a wry smile at the sight of a pale-faced Mildred, "Sorry, I'm as clueless about the specifics as you are, but..."

Burl, with a gossip-hungry grin, urged, "But what? Spit it out, man."

He was intrigued to find that Master Sylvester was skilled in animal handling, and even managed to subdue a ferocious lion. Goy recollected the recent events thoughtfully, "That lion seems to recognize Miss Lela; it's... rather obedient towards her."

Standing by, the ever-skeptical Vincent's mouth twitched in disbelief, "What, now even wild beasts fall for beauty?"

Look who's

came from

had brought down. Josh Fudge, on the other hand, was more interested in tracking the elusive white lion, his hunting trophies fairly modest. Vincent and Burl Cain hadn't hunted at all;

the top, amassing the

Flora Harrison wrapped in his

tycoons crowded around him with lavish

over Victor's trophies and quipped with a smirk, "Well, if it isn't the great Mr. Victor. Looks like the Zephyr Gold

agreement. After all, it was just a mine, and

there are several natural hot springs around the wildlife park. If you're not too busy, go enjoy yourselves. And tonight, we've got a banquet

a gathering personally hosted by Josh was not

wealthy were nothing short of resource-exchange hubs. Grasping even a single

...

retreating figure, Josh Fudge turned to his aide, "Is everything

in motion as soon as Master

on its way, all in the same style as that

and sent over

"Yes, Mr. Fudge."