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Chapter 419 Every Second to Annihilate Her

The veterinary clinic was the finest veterinary clinic in the neighborhood, and Blake had chosen it based on a quick search for the nearest one. To his surprise, it was bustling with people.

There were all sorts of pets, mostly cats and dogs, but also hamsters, parrots, and even rabbits and pigs…

Polly rested its head against the glass of its carrier, feeling like it had just stepped into a whole new world. It let out a little “wow,” mimicking the cute baby voice that was popular in short videos. “What’s this?!”

It stared at a small guinea pig cradled in its owner’s arms.

Lilly, busy attending to her duties, replied, “That’s a little piggy.”

Polly then fixated on a parrot that had been confined to a cage, its plumage shining as bright as it was

green.

“Hey buddy, are you a male or female?” Polly asked, remembering its previous mistake in flirting with the wrong bird.

But the parrot paid no attention, giving Polly the cold shoulder.

Lilly was accompanying Blake as they rushed their large wolfhound for emergency treatment and gastric lávage.

The father-daughter duo was undeniably striking, with Blake exuding tall, graceful charm and Lilly is a small, adorable bundle of softness. Their presence caught the attention of onlookers, who couldn’t help but turn their heads in admiration.

Seated in a chair outside the emergency room, Blake’s arm casually draped over the backrest, there was an air of protectiveness as if he was embracing Lilly in his arms.

His other hand rested on the head of the stray dog they had found.

The stray dog remained motionless, not daring to move.

It watched the constant stream of people with an expression of timidity and desolation in its

eyes.

Most of the dogs brought in for treatment were cradled by their owners, who wore expressions filled with compassion. These dogs were pampered and groomed, their fur clean and radiant.

It reminded the stray dog of its past, of being held in the arms of a loving owner.

But then, that owner had abandoned it, driving away to a place it didn’t recognize.

It had thought the owner was taking it out to play, so it happily scampered outside.

was already far away. It tried to

to find its way back home.

believed that its owner must have forgotten that it hadn’t boarded the car and

and

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rested his palm on the stray dog’s head, using it as a makeshift cushion, and

remained still, occasionally darting glances at Blake, then shifting its

stunning girl craned her neck, starched the area,

above others

and she hurriedly composed herself, assuming an anxious expression.

dog? Is it okay? What did the doctor say?”

the emergency room, her eyes filled

gently stroking the dog’s head,

eyes coldly fixated on the

dog sensed the malevolence in Blake’s demeanor and

a startled “Ah?” and then paused for a moment

and adorably dumbfounded, while deep down inside, she couldn’t help but scream with

the presence of the dog. Seizing the opportunity, she smoothly took a seat beside Blake and continued to anxiously gaze towards the

how could a perfectly fine dog end up ingesting something poisonous? Some people these days lack any sense

bones laced with rat poison on the roadside, claiming

when she turnell to face Blake, she found him unmoved, his

infatuated, stuttering as she asked, “You agree, right… those people, how could they do such things… I tried to stop her at the

sneered, abruptly turning his head to fix his gaze (lirectly on Kelly. “Where exactly did you find this

wolfhound?”

the rush of excitement sent blood rushing to her brain, making it buzz with anticipation. She failed to notice

she replied, “It was in an alley

sometimes it was quicker to ask directly. despite the availability of search options. He opened his phone, and in no time, the screen transformed into a black background with green text,

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remained expressionless as he watched the surveillance

and asked, “By the way, I still don’t

names!”

lack of response, she turned her gaze towards Lilly, wearing a friendly smile. “Little

best to mimic her father’s aloofness… but

T

feel awkward and shifted her attention to the stray dog beside her. “What’s wrong

extended with audacity,

contact, Blake’s hand firmly rested on

a cold, detached tone, Blake uttered, “Forget about the hand. I