Precious let go of the idea of finding her pet for now, as she knew she couldn't go against Edgar's wishes.
Determined to search for her cat after dinner, she walked silently down the hall, lost in thought about her furry companion.
Various absurd assumptions crossed her mind as she glanced up at Edgar, the man with the strange silver eyes and white hair.
Being the Master of the weird creatures in the house, Edgar was expected to be peculiar, but Precious couldn't help squinting at him suspiciously.
Suddenly, Clint, acting like a playful cat, bumped into her with his massive body, growling in a comical manner.
Precious chuckled softly, patting his back affectionately before returning her gaze to the enigmatic man before her.
Edgar was aware of her gaze, but he refused to meet her eyes, sensing a dangerous and disrespectful intensity in them. Instead, he maintained his poise, walking elegantly and proudly, exuding an aura of authority.
