Slater’s laughter echoed across the manor as he slapped the table. The twins giggled beside him, covering their lips with their tiny hands—hands that did absolutely nothing to muffle their gleeful chuckles.
As for Lola, her face was as red as an apple. She drew a deep breath, swallowing her embarrassment like a hard pill.
I wish... this ground would open up now and swallow me, she winced inwardly, touching her head.
Her eyes drifted to where Atlas sat, only to catch the black panther resting near his feet. And sitting atop the panther’s back—like some sort of tiny overlord—was the white cat.
"Mommy is so cute," Chacha giggled, making Lola turn to her. "When you threw that dummy, it was so pathetic... but cute."
Second chuckled beside her. "Mommy, it’s okay. You didn’t know it was Renny."
"Sis, you should’ve—ha! Ha! Ha!" Slater wheezed, unable to finish his sentence as he practically died from laughter.
Lola deadpanned, frowning as her eyes teared up. She turned to her husband, hoping he would shut the trio down. But Atlas only looked at her... and smirked.
"That was cute," he uttered lowly, completely unaware that Lola mentally wept right then and there.
"Kids, you shouldn’t be like that to your mother." Suddenly, Allen’s voice rang out.
Everyone turned to him as he joined them, taking a seat in the empty chair.
"Although, Miss Lola, I was curious..." he hummed, curiosity flickering in his eyes. "What made you think throwing that dummy would save the master?"
"Pfft—" The twins and Slater stifled a laugh, earning a sharp glare from her.
"Atlas!" Lola snapped at her husband. This time, Atlas glanced at his children and Slater.
He didn’t have to say a word. The twins immediately cleared their throats and straightened up. Slater had to look away and cover his mouth to suppress the rest of his laughter.
"Tsk." Lola clicked her tongue and sighed. "I didn’t know Renny was actually a black panther. I heard of a black cat in the family, but I didn’t think it was actually a black panther!"
Besides, who in the world keeps a black panther as a pet?! Who, in their right minds, really?!
And this black panther could kill someone without even using its teeth!
"Now that I think about it, you were in Anteca," Allen mused as he served himself a plate. "Miss Lola, how come you never met Renny?"
"Renny was in the Old Pierson Residence," Atlas explained. "She never visited that place."
Allen’s mouth formed an o-shape. "Ohh, that’s why..."
"Besides, I was busy with everyone," Lola added. "It was never in the itinerary to meet Penny and Zoren’s first child."
She paused, turning to the white cat. "Or rather, second child."
Another deep exhale escaped her as she shook her head. Even now, her knees trembled. Even if she had experience fighting people, she would never wrestle with panthers, tigers, lions, or anything like that. She wasn’t immortal—or insane.
"Now that I think about it..." she hummed, changing the topic as a thought crossed her mind. She looked at Renny and Chunchun, brows knitting. "Why are these two here?"
Of course she had been told that Renny needed some peace, and that the quadruplets were fighting over her. But Lola knew that wasn’t the only reason.

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