He clearly remembered seeing the kitten there when he went to the kitchen, "Where is she?" he turned to the maid who was guarding the chair.
"The little lady relieved herself on the chair, although she usually doesn't do that. He took her to clean up," she pointed at another maid.
The other maid bowed, "After I cleaned her up, she looked in the direction of the garden. So, he took her for a walk," she pointed at the male servant standing at a little distance.
5 minutes later, a row of servants stood in front of the old steward, fingers pointed at each other as they explained where the 'little lady' was last spotted.
The plate of salmon in the old steward's hand trembled, "Inform the Young Master. The Little Lady has gone missing!"
…
MIA
'Hehe~ Vile man, you are ruthless to humans but pretentiously care about a stray cat just to spread your good reputation. How would you feel knowing your pet has left your side by herself?'
As soon as the thought crossed my mind, I scolded myself almost instantly, 'Mia, oh, Mia, has that vile man already spread his vileness to you? How could you refer to yourself as his cat?'
My footsteps halted when I reached my destination.
That day when Killian had picked me from the streets, I had memorized the entire way from the streets to the hospital and then to his mansion.
And now, I stood at the exact place where that tragedy took place.
But within a moment, my heart sank. It took me just a few minutes to realize that my bike was no longer there in the place where the accident had occurred.
With my bike, my bag containing all my important documents had gone missing too.
It was probably done by the authorities in this respective street.
With disappointment weighing on my chest, I walked off to the last spot where all my hopes were tethered.
The spot where I had buried this kitten with my own hands.
Yet, before I could walk to the spot, I halted in my tracks. Two tall and muscular men stood under the peach blossom tree where I had buried the kitten.
And accompanying them was a face that felt somewhat familiar to me but I couldn't put a finger on where I had seen that man.
''No, no, sir, I am not a passerby. I own a shop here…"
The senses of a cat were truly something. I marvelled at the fact that I could hear their conversation despite the distance between us.
Wait… Shop? Isn't this the man that had kicked me back then before I was rescued?
"The night before, I had seen the black kitten with a young woman. She was in an all black leather suit… I thought the kitten belonged to her. Later, customers came and I got busy."
"What happened then?" One of the men asked sharply.
"The next morning, when I opened the store, I saw the kitten alone. I assumed it was abandoned by its mistress so I fed it some food. Later, it had left by the time I checked again."
'Fed her?' Did he mean he fed me a kick? My claws itched to scratch the jerk but I restrained my urges.
Now is not the time.
The two men exchanged a discreet glance and handed a thick bundle of cash to the store owner, "The kitten is our precious. Please keep an eye out for her."
My long ear's twitched. Are they this kitten's real owners?
Or they had no reason to look for it so desperately. The young kitten probably ran away from them but it's a pity they had no idea that it had already passed away in an accident.
Once the store owner left, they looked at each other again, "We cannot delay this matter.''
"Luckily, Boss is still here. Let's report this matter soon."
What? Boss?
I couldn't tell what it was but something about the change in their voices unsettled me. I had a feeling that this was not as simple as it looked.
There was something going on.
'No, I must look into it…'
I immediately followed them from a distance.
In no time, the two men stopped in front of an abandoned warehouse.
Their expressions grew tense as they stopped at the broken gate for a second before walking past it.
I slipped through the grills.
…
"Young Master, you have been back to the country only recently. If you wish to, you can stay back after the meeting for a while to relax," In the black sedan, Kevin smiled at the man occupying the backseat.
"Hmm?" Killian gazed up from the files in his hand, "Is it?"
"The place we are visiting borders the Capital City and goes by the name of 'Lake Town'," Kevin nodded, "Its mountains and ice lakes are the most famous landscapes for a small retreat. I will make the best arrangements so you don't have the slightest discomfort."