CHAPTER 35

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When I heard the sound of a knock, my eyes widened.

It seemed as if Jo Malone would open the waiting room door and enter at any moment. Cain, who had seen me fluttering asking for a hug, hugged me as if he had no choice but to do so.

As soon as I was held in his arms, the door to the waiting room opened.

“You’ve waited a long time. Dinner is ready…”

As Jo Malone entered the waiting room, he squinted his eyes at my empty seat. Turning his head as though embarrassed by my unexpected absence, he found me in Cain’s arms. Of course, I looked like a puppy, so he would never think that it was me.

“Where, where did that shapeshifter come from…”

Jo Malone’s voice, unable to hide his embarrassment, trembled.

Surprised by the existence of an unexpected person, his actions seemed too suspicious somehow. Were there any shapeshifters who had been kidnapped in this mansion?

If so, was he mortified to think that one of the shapeshifters might have escaped and informed Cain of the situation…?

Cain, who was watching him quietly, answered leisurely.


“Isn’t this one of the shapeshifters who hid in the mansion because they were worried about Lord Winder?”

“Yes?”

“Is there any problem?”

“…Oh no. How could there be?”

He hurriedly glanced down at Cain’s question.

Jo Malone’s eyes, floating on the floor avoiding his gaze, frowned as if he had found something. He then raised his hand and stroked his forehead as though to cover his bewildered face. His gaze, which had been under the table, returned to Cain.

Meanwhile, his eyes gleamed sharply as he peeked at Cain between his fingers.

…No, is it me?

Startled by the momentary gaze, I hurriedly avoided his eyes. I was worried that Jo Malone, who illegally trades shapeshifters, was also targeting me this time.

Without realizing it, I grabbed Cain’s arm with my front paw.

Jo Malone’s voice seemed more relaxed than before.

“By the way, where is the Grand Duke’s fiancée? There must be nothing to look around at  in this waiting room.”

“….”

“Did she go around the mansion?”

Uttering so, his sharpened gaze returned to Cain and me. Perhaps… Did he happen to notice that I might be Adelia?

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