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At the sight of Kevin, Gwendolyn deliberately made a show of sniffing him. He no longer smelled like shit, and she only caught a whiff of his mild fragrance.

With a faint smile, she replied, “What a coincidence, Mr. Chavez! I work here. Your Biscuit is so pretty!”

Little did she know that a doctor's pet had to go to a veterinary hospital too. After putting Biscuit in a small cage, she took out a purebred male Panderan cat from it.

“Look, Mr. Chavez. This is a Panderan cat that comes from a royal bloodline in Ustrana.”

At a glance, Kevin was satisfied with the pure fur color.

“Okay, hurry up then. I'm taking it for a beauty treatment after this.”

These wealthy people would rather spend all their money on their pets than donate it to the poor. The world is so unfair, especially for single mothers like me and Lucy. We have it so hard! It's difficult for us to even get by, let alone have all this extra money to splurge.

Gwendolyn put the male cat in the cozy little cage full of red temptations before sitting aside, waiting for them to start.

However, the two cats lay on each side of the cage without even opening their eyes. Seeing that, Gwendolyn wondered if they were not interested in each other.

She turned her head and glanced at the handsome man sitting on the couch drinking coffee. He was dressed casually in white sportswear and a gray down jacket. From his attire, he appeared to not be going to the hospital today.

Despite that, she was sure he would still grow antsy if the two cats continued to keep a distance from one another.

It was her first day at work. Hence, she would not want to receive any complaints.

Besides, she had to perform well. With such a high salary, she would have to work harder to make sure she deserved it.

At the thought of that, she fished out her phone to send a text message: Maddy, I'm trying to breed a pair of cats, but they didn't respond at all after I put them together.

Gwendolyn had never raised any pets or learned anything about them before, so she had zero knowledge about them.

Soon, she received Maddy's reply: There are aphrodisiacs in the cabinet. You can inject it into the male cat, and they will be done soon.

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows as she read the message. Do I have to do the injection? She was a little nervous.

After a while, another text message from Maddy came in. Don't be scared. Just hold the cat down, inject it, and massage the area.

Gwendolyn shifted her gaze to the cabinets, which were all labeled. She took a new syringe, collected a bottle of the aphrodisiac, and carried it on a small tray to the cozy nest.

As soon as she grabbed the male cat, it opened its eyes to look at her, but almost instantly, it closed them again.

Is it that this male cat is too lazy, or could it be too tired, and that's why it's so lethargic?

She put the cat on the table and stroked its head. “Hold on, Purr! I'll jab gently.”

As soon as she picked up the syringe, Purr jumped off the table and walked toward the door.

Gwendolyn frowned. It looked lazy, but it was not foolish, as it seemed to have guessed what she was going to do.

Left with no other alternatives, she had to put down the syringe and chase after it.