Chapter 353 Wolf Protects the House
If the tree were a sycamore tree, it would have better symbolism. However, it was a locust tree with ivy. Over time, not only did the tree lose its vitality, but even the house’s owner would be dismayed.
Trees like this were prone to attracting wild animals, causing unrest in the home. Having Wolf walk around the yard without carrying the copper coin could serve as a way to protect the house.
No matter the species, they wouldn’t dare approach this place. Indeed, the maids were perplexed and whispered among themselves.
“Why aren’t the stray cats meowing today?”
“I don’t think they’re here today.”
In the past, the cats would start meowing around this time. The kitchen staff would often feed them. But there was one occasion when a black cat inexplicably glared at them ferociously and even scratched
Elliot.
Fortunately, Elliot didn’t hold it against them or pay much attention to the incident. However, the maids. felt guilty. Elliot didn’t come back often, and when he finally came home for Christmas, he fell ill.
Being kind–hearted sometimes wasn’t wise. The meowing cats gave them headaches. Fabian had trouble sleeping at times, and this was often the reason.
The black cat was very fierce. Its eyes were red, and it scratched people when provoked.
They checked online and found that it did that for self–protection. There was nothing they could do b endure it and get vaccinated if they got scratched.
The black cat did indeed arrive. It eerily entered, but suddenly froze at the next moment. Its fur stood on end, and all four legs trembled. Animal instincts were usually more sensitive than humans.
From a distance, Wolf saw it and was about to run over. However, the black cat immediately ran away. This left Wolf feeling frustrated. He had finally found a little cutie, but why wouldn’t it play with him?
Upset, Wolf returned to the living room and gestured to Wynter, his fair little face clearly displaying his
frustration.
Last night, when Wynter left, she had heard the meowing. She didn’t believe this was a good sign. A truly good cat wouldn’t harm those who fed it. That was why she brought Wolf along today.
“Not bad,” Wynter said as she put the red string back on him. “You’ll come once a week for four consecutive weeks. After that, not even birds will enter, let alone cats.”
Wolf thought she was praising him, so he straightened his back. “I’m a lucky star!”
Wolf’s self–perception was always the opposite. But he paid no mind. Upon seeing the goldfish in the pond, he wanted to go take a closer look.
Chapte 353 Well Protects the House
Meanwhile, Fabian hung up the phone and walked over with a smile, holding his dragon cane.
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