Chapter 65
No sooner had Giselle parked her car at the manor entrance than a staff member came forward to meet her.
Adrian Ellison was familiar with most of the Kane family’s important relatives and close friends, but the stunningly beautiful young woman in front of him didn’t ring any bells. Seeing that she had driven in alone, he asked, “Miss, may I ask who you are?”
“I’m Giselle Holt. I’m a friend of Zachary’s. I’ve been here before. I’m here to return Mrs. Kane Senior’s cat,” she replied,
Adrian immediately understood and politely led her toward the living room. Once inside, he walked over to the seating area to report to Dorothea.
“Ms. Holt?” The moment Giselle walked in, Dorothea’s attention was snagged by the cat in her arms, and she quickly rose to meet her.
Giselle gently opened the carrier and carefully lifted the cat out, handing it to Dorothea herself. “Mrs. Kane Senior, look. She’s fully recovered now and even put on
little weight
“Oh my!”
Dorothea deeply cradled Nini. Seeing the cat so lively and clean, its bright blue eyes sparkling and its mews strong and clear, was overwhelming, and her eyes welled up with emotion.
Just two weeks ago, this same cat had been on the brink of death, refusing food, drink, or sleep. Several clinics had declared it beyond saving. To see it so healthy and full of life now was like witnessing a miracle.
Dorothea was overjoyed. She didn’t care about maintaining her usual noble image and expressed her gratitude repeatedly, asking Giselle to sit and rest while she prepared to discuss the matter of payment.
“There’s no need to worry about the tees,” Giselle said with a polite and humble smile. “Mrs. Seeing you happy again means more than anything. I’ve also brought a few days‘ worth of medication. You’ll just need to administer it at home.”
Kane Senior, it was truly my honor to help your beloved pet recover.
Of course, Dorothea understood the gesture, but still felt she had to offer payment. Her pet had been brought back from the edge of death. There was no way she could ignote that,
In that case, Ms. Holt, stay for dinner. We can talk more afterward about Nini’s follow–up care and preventative steps,” Dorothea offered.
“Sure” Giselle didn’t refuse. It perfectly suited her purpose for coming here.
At Dorothea’s invitation, Giselle sat down gracefully at the edge of the couch,
Seeing Grace sitting in the center of the couch, Giselle smiled and greeted her. “Mrs. Holt, good evening ”
Grace merely gave her a cold glance before returning to her phone and typing away, her expression showing open disdain, She didn’t even bother offering the basic politeness expected of a lady of the house.
Giselle didn’t care at all about the sub. Her focus was on Dorotica. As for Grace, who had nothing to do with any of this, she wasn’t worth her attention. Borothea, still glowing from the joy of having Nini restored to health, was warm and kind toward Giselle. She even praised her. “Ms. Holt, you truly are Dr. Holt’s daughter. You’ve inherited his medical talent, But I must say, I’m surprised someone so young and beautiful chose to become a veterinarian.”
recalled how she had nearly been paralyzed by a stroke a few years back. It was Tony, one of the best in neurology, who had saved her. And now his had saved her beloved cat she felt a strange sense of fate connecting her with this family.
miled. “That’s too kind, Mrs. Kane Senior. I chose this path purely out of love for animals
rmajor,
there was some of Tony’s talent in her She’d always had a natural interest in medicine and picked things up quickly. Back when she was choosing herr mad tried to push her toward human medicine, hoping she’d follow in his footsteps:
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