Arianne couldn’t eat anymore, so she picked up the plate of salmon and went upstairs.
Rice Ball seemed to be very fond of salmon. After cleaning the plate in just a flash, the white ball of fluff started rubbing itself against her leg.
Kneeling down to stroke Rice Ball’s soft fur, Arianne felt her mood significantly lift. “Little Rice Ball, you were a stray cat before, but why are you this chubby?”
A cold snort came from outside the studio. Arianne snapped her head around and caught a glimpse of Mark’s figure passing by followed by the sound of his study room’s door being shut.
She didn’t take him seriously and even secretly rolled her eyes. Sometimes, even animals were more humane than humans. At least watching Rice Ball made her happy.
After Arianne was done playing with the cat, she went back to the bedroom and slept. Since it was too boring at home, she decided to return to work at her office tomorrow.
It was midnight when Mark felt a little tired from sitting in front of his computer. He closed his eyes and rubbed the space between his eyebrows. He thought about going to his bedroom to sleep but quickly changed his mind when recalling the dirty looks Arianne had thrown him.
Mark was suddenly alerted by some noises on the window sill, so he got up, intending to check it out. All of a sudden, he felt something fluffy touch his legs.
His body froze, his skin crawled, and his scalp went numb. He was rooted to the ground by some mysterious force and couldn’t even kick away Rice Ball, which had glued itself to his leg.
“M-Mary…!” He asked for help with great difficulty, but there was no response from downstairs. The servants in Tremont Estate had long retired at this hour.
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