Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 419 Every Second to Annihilate Her

The veterinary clinic was the finest veterinary clinic in the neighborhood, and Blake had chosen it based on a quick search for the nearest one. To his surprise, it was bustling with people.

There were all sorts of pets, mostly cats and dogs, but also hamsters, parrots, and even rabbits and pigs…

Polly rested its head against the glass of its carrier, feeling like it had just stepped into a whole new world. It let out a little “wow,” mimicking the cute baby voice that was popular in short videos. “What’s this?!”

It stared at a small guinea pig cradled in its owner’s arms.

Lilly, busy attending to her duties, replied, “That’s a little piggy.”

Polly then fixated on a parrot that had been confined to a cage, its plumage shining as bright as it was

green.

“Hey buddy, are you a male or female?” Polly asked, remembering its previous mistake in flirting with the wrong bird.

But the parrot paid no attention, giving Polly the cold shoulder.

Lilly was accompanying Blake as they rushed their large wolfhound for emergency treatment and gastric lávage.

The father-daughter duo was undeniably striking, with Blake exuding tall, graceful charm and Lilly is a small, adorable bundle of softness. Their presence caught the attention of onlookers, who couldn’t help but turn their heads in admiration.

Seated in a chair outside the emergency room, Blake’s arm casually draped over the backrest, there was an air of protectiveness as if he was embracing Lilly in his arms.

His other hand rested on the head of the stray dog they had found.

The stray dog remained motionless, not daring to move.

It watched the constant stream of people with an expression of timidity and desolation in its

eyes.

Most of the dogs brought in for treatment were cradled by their owners, who wore expressions filled with compassion. These dogs were pampered and groomed, their fur clean and radiant.

It reminded the stray dog of its past, of being held in the arms of a loving owner.

But then, that owner had abandoned it, driving away to a place it didn’t recognize.

it out to play, so it happily scampered outside.

already far away. It tried to chase after it, but no matter -how hard it tried,

lost, unable to find its way back home.

stray dog believed that its owner must have forgotten that it

dim, and it shifted slightly, overcome

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the stray dog’s head, using it as a makeshift cushion,

dog obediently remained still, occasionally darting glances

lobby, a stunning girl craned her

towering above others even

girl’s eyes, and she hurriedly composed herself, assuming an anxious

How is the dog? Is it okay? What did the doctor say?”

towards the emergency room, her eyes filled with

had been gently stroking the

raised his gaze, his eyes coldly fixated on the girl. “What’s your name?”

the malevolence in Blake’s demeanor and couldn’t help

paused

couldn’t help but scream with excitement: He

about the presence of the dog. Seizing the opportunity, she smoothly took a seat beside Blake and continued to anxiously gaze towards the emergency

dog end up ingesting something poisonous? Some

with rat poison on the roadside, claiming that stray dogs were too annoying and needed to

she found him unmoved, his profile exuding an icy detachment that only enhanced

“You agree, right… those people, how could they do such things… I

his gaze (lirectly on Kelly. “Where

wolfhound?”

an instant, the rush of excitement sent blood rushing to her brain, making it buzz with anticipation. She failed to notice

replied, “It was in an alley off

the information he desired, Blake realized that sometimes it was quicker to ask directly. despite the availability of search options. He opened his phone, and in no time, the screen transformed into a black background with green text, rapidly scrolling with data. As the screen

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expressionless as he watched

pretended nonchalance and asked, “By the way, I still don’t know your

names!”

lack of response, she turned her gaze towards Lilly, wearing a friendly smile.

father’s aloofness… but being too

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stray dog beside her. “What’s wrong with your doggie? Where did it

with audacity, reaching out to touch the