Fuller Bother You Again
Chapter 206 Did Tyrant Fuller Bother You Again
Lenora returned to the loft, setting the pet carrier down on the floor.
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Ax Cotton had just arrived in an unfamiliar setting, it hid timidly inside the box, not daring to venture out. Cautiously, it peered through the holes in the walls of the box, observing its surroundings.
Lenora took out a cat treat, squeezing a bit of it at the entrance of the pet carrier.
Upon catching a whiff of the scent, her nose crinkled repeatedly. With her tail standing on end, she cautiously peeked around,
Perhaps it was the familiar warmth that soothed Cotton, allowing it to relax a bit. Bowing its head, it devoured the chicken–flavored cat snacks with fervor, fishing them off in a mere three seconds.
After finishing its meal, the cat licked the empty spot on the ground. As it licked, it sniffed around, searching for something that it could no longer detect. After a while, it looked up at Lenora and let out a
A tender feeling washed over Lenora. She fetched the cat’s bowl and squeezed all of the cat snack into it
for Cotton.
Cotton began to cat ravenously, leaving the bowl completely clean.
It then lifted its head, taking in the new surroundings while cautiously exploring-
Just after nine in the evening, when Sophia returned, Cotton had already become brave enough to roam around the living room.
Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, it swiftly darted under the table.
Sophia was startled. “Did a large rat just scurry past?”
“Hahaha!” Lenora couldn’t help but burst into laughter. “What rat‘? It’s Cotton!”
“Kitty!” Upon hearing this, Sophia tossed her bag onto the couch and knelt on the floor. She placed her face flat against the floor and peered under the table, only to meet a pair of round, gleaming eyes.
Sophia’s eyes lit up instantly. “What a cute little kitten! Come out! Let me give you a hug!”
Cotton was ducking and peeping under the table, too scared to come out.
Lenora rose to her feet, fetching the jar filled with freeze–dried goods and handed it to Sophia.
Sophia immediately opened it and took out two pieces of freeze–dried chicken from the bag, placing them in her palm. She then reached under the table and said, “Kitty, come and have some yummy
Cotton still refused to come out.
treats!”
Exhausted, Sophia had no choice but to place the freeze–dried food on the edge of the table near the floor. She stood up and slumped onto the couch as she asked, “Did Tyrant Fuller bother you again?”
Lenora responded nonchalantly, “Mhmm.” Meeting Sophia’s worried gaze, she reassured her, “Don’t
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worry; I won’t be swayed so easily. He asked me to treat him to three meals. If he continues to pester me in the future. I’ll consider moving to another country once my father’s matters are settled.”
After all, she was alone. As long as she didn’t starve herself to death, there was no one else to worry about. She could go anywhere she wanted.
She didn’t believe that Zachary would still be able to bother her after she had emigrated.
“By the way. I’ve asked my friend, and he knows a rather impressive private detective. I’ll send you his contact via WhatsApp.”
“All right.”
Sophia took out her phone and forwarded the private detective’s contact information over to Lenora.
The private detective’s profile picture on WhatsApp was shrouded in darkness, with a white circle at its core. Within the circle, there was an eye, staring intently with an unsettling coolness. This eerie sensation was enough to send shivers down one’s spine.
The WhatsApp username was “Foreteller.”
Immediately, Lenora added the detective on WhatsApp and sent: Lenora Wilkin.
Foreteller replied: Gordon Yancey.
HotNCold: A friend had mentioned that you’re quite the formidable detective. Do you have some free time to chat
tomorrow?
Foreteller: Sure, when would that be?
HotNCold: Let’s meet at the cafe near the university tomorrow morning at nine.
Foreteller: All right.
By the time Lenora saw it, the bedsheet had already been snagged by its sharp claws, pulling loose threads.
Lenora pulled back the covers and climbed into bed, allowing Cotton to clamber about on the bed. Then, she turned off the light and went to sleep.
The man paused at the entrance of the coffee shop, surveying his surroundings.
The man walked straight toward Lenora, pulling out the chair opposite her to sit down. “Ms. Wilkin?”
Gordon nodded, removing his sunglasses and setting them aside. “That’s me.”
“A cup of cappuccino,” Gordon replied casually as he leaned back in his chair.
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