Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld
Chapter 102 What, Looking Down on Your Man?

A man holding a woman in his arms, and yet this little one is so entranced by the sight?

Could it be she wishes for him to hold her in the same way?

Lela averted her gaze, a glimmer in her eyes, as she looked at Sylvester and shook her head. "Sylvester, I'm hungry."

Sylvester raised an eyebrow and glanced at the couple, silent, then turned his attention to Mildred, his voice turning cold. "Didn't you hear?"

Mildred was engrossed in his game, savoring a rare moment of relaxation and fun, when he was startled by his master's sharp voice, leading to his untimely demise in the game. Before he had time to regret his loss, Mildred hurriedly put away his phone and stood up. "Yes, I'll get it now."

Lela tilted her head and let out a little giggle at Mildred, who had no choice but to make a funny face at her to hide his annoyance.

Caught in the act, when Mildred saw his master looking at him with a cool gaze, he was petrified.

Without further delay, he went to fetch the food.

Mildred came back with a plate of delicate treats on a glass dish and handed them to Lela, who took them. Mildred then bowed his head and returned to his game.

During this time, he had become addicted to this rescue game, playing it whenever he had the chance.

While Lela was nibbling on her snacks, she glanced at Mildred's phone screen and raised an eyebrow, remaining silent.

Goy leaned in. "Mildred, you're playing this game too?"

Mildred looked up. "What, you share the same hobby as me?"

Ignoring his question, Goy asked, "How far have you gotten?"

The rescue game was divided into three sections: Jungle Showdown, Ocean Showdown, and Snowy Showdown, each with 99 tough levels that were notoriously difficult to clear. Mildred, not wanting to admit his lack of skill to Goy, turned his back on him.

Goy was met with silence.

Sylvester, overhearing the conversation, let out a scoff. "Him? How many levels could he possibly clear?"

A black line appeared over Mildred's head, his master's mockery striking him hard.

Goy chuckled, looking at Sylvester. "Sir, you're familiar with this game?"

It was hard for him to imagine their prestigious master playing games.

Sylvester pulled Lela into his arms, leaning back slightly with a nonchalant tone. "The game has some interesting aspects. I looked into it and gave it a try; cleared two of the sections already." He had yet to play the Ocean Showdown.

Amazed, Mildred's eyes almost sparkled as he gazed at Sylvester. "Sir, you're incredible."

He had not managed to clear a single level since discovering the game, and almost no one in the game world had.

Lela, while munching on her food, glanced at Sylvester.

Sylvester looked down, catching Lela's eyes on him as she ate, and broke into a smile. "Like watching me that much?"

Without disputing, Lela just smiled faintly; who could blame her he was handsome. Casually, she held out a piece of candy to Sylvester's lips.

Sylvester never ate sweets, but seeing it was fed by his little one, he opened his mouth and bit it, naughtily biting Lela's slender finger and even sticking out his tongue to give it a lick. Lela was speechless.

Such a dog of a man.

Truly dog-like.

As Lela stared at the moist spot on her finger, Sylvester's lips curled into a wicked smile, his amber eyes filled with mischief. "What, looking down on your man?"

His smug expression was practically begging for a punch.

Lela pursed her lips, took a piece of paper, and wiped her finger, then threw it away.

You're not my man yet.

Sylvester's face fell.

The audience in the stands laughed and chatted amiably among themselves.

None were aware that inside the wildlife park, staff dressed in combat gear and armed with rifles were fully prepped. They sat in big trucks, tethering live cattle and sheep to the back, then drove at high speeds toward the stands.