Chapter 7
All Oneida felt was that her calves had seemingly been caught by something.
Years of habit made her instinctively want to perform a swift
wift leg kick
However, when her gaze landed on the ball of entity near her legs, she couldn’t help but pause in surprise.
By her legs was a snowy white bulldog.
its fur was soft and lustrous, and its face looked sweet and adorable, with a pair of dark, round, and sparkling eyes that resembled those of a pure, soulful fawn in the forest.
The dog’s entire body was sprawled on Oneida’s instep as its short limbs pawed at her ankle affectionately.
“Where did this pooch come from?” Simon grinned, finding it somewhat intriguing, “Does it think of you as its owner?”
Oneida did not respond, but deep inside, she was overwhelmed by tumultuous emotions. “This is… Snowy?” she pondered.
Not many people were aware that Jackson had a pet bulldog named “Snowy.”
Snowy was just as clingy and affectionate toward Oneida in her past life as it was now, As soon as it saw her, it would rather cling to her than its owner.
“If Snowy’s here, could Jackson be nearby as well!” wondered Oneida, her eyes lighting up. She immediately scanned her surroundings.
“Boss, what are you looking for?” Simon also followed her line of sight and looked around.
Around them was the opulent manor, which was surrounded by colorful flowers. There was no one else.
Somewhat disappointed, Oneida withdrew her gaze and squatted down to pick Snowy up
It behaved incredibly y well in Oneida’s arms, neither struggling nor moving, and it even appeared to be enjoying it.
“Boss, what are you up to?” Simon was a little confounded by her action
“Helping it to find its owner, Oneida said matter–of–factly.
“Wait a minute. Boss, when did you become so…”
Simon swallowed the word “kind–hearted” down his throat, not daring to voice it.
Suddenly, a pure black Rolls–Royce appeared within the manor.
The sleek and magnificent body of the car seemed to be showcasing its owner’s wealthy and prominent status.
The vehicle came to a halt approximately nine feet away from Oneida,
The door of the driver’s seat opened, and a well–dressed man stepped out.
He walked calmly toward Oneida with a polite yet distant expression. “Miss, the bulldog in your hands is our boss‘ little pet. It accidentally got lost earlier. Will you kindly return it to our boss?”
Oneida raised her eyes sand met the man’s gaze,
She recognized this man,
He was Jackson’s most capable subordinate, Victor Locke
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Oneida didn’t say anything, but her gaze casually turned to the backseat of the Rolls–Royce
The window there was shut tightly.
However, she knew Jackson was sitting right inside.
Oneida’s heart abruptly began to race, and her chest felt warm.
Her fingers also involuntarily curled into a fist,
She hadn’t expected she would bump into him shortly after aniving in Jeshion,
“Okay.” Oneida withdrew her gaze and handed Snowy to Victor.
The latter nodded faintly at her, took over Snowy nimbly, and walked toward the rear compartment of the Rolls–Royce to open the door.
Oneida and Simon were standing on the other side, so they were unable to witness the scene inside the automobile.
The man sat in silence. His countenance was handsome and enigmatic, with immaculate, fine brows.
“Mr. Bane, Snowy is back.” Victor placed the puppy by the man’s legs and then muttered, “it’s pretty strange. Snowy has always been wary of strangers, but it seemed to be fond of that young lady just now…
Jackson reached out and gently stroked the fur on Snowy’s head, saying coolly, “Ask her what she’d like as a token of gratitude.”
On the other side of the car, Sinton squinted his eyes, casting an inquisitive gaze upon the Rolls–Royce.
Having spent a considerable amount of time in Jeatron, he was familiar with almost all the celebrities and nobles in the city. Yet, he had absolutely zero recollection of this person before him.
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