The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 822: A Cold And Cool Cat

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Sharon took a photo of the cat and smiled as she showed it to Wallace.

“Hubby, look at this cat. It’s too cute.” Sharon imitated its furtive appearance and said in a cat-like manner, “The cat said: Hello, everyone. I’ll perform cat autism for everyone.”

Wallace smiled and looked at Sharon’s cute expression. She sat on the sofa and drank coffee. A lazy kitten walked over with an imposing aura and swaggered to Wallace’s side.

The kitten jumped lightly onto the chair beside Wallace. Wallace looked at the cat coldly. He didn’t expect the cat to be even colder than him. It didn’t even look at him before jumping onto the table in front of him. It relaxed and lav

down with its eyes closed.

Wallace seemed to be a little annoyed as he took the coffee and cake to the side, afraid that the cat fur would fall in. The cat heard the sound of cups and plates colliding and rubbing against the table. It opened its eyes in disdain and looked up at Wallace. Then, it lay down in disdain and closed its eyes to sleep.

Sharon found it especially funny when she saw Wallace and the cat despising each other. These two cold guys were acting arrogant and prejudiced.

Sharon knew that Wallace had been scratched by a cat several times when he was young. He felt that the neighbor’s cat was very cute then, so he often went to tease it. However, that cat was very fierce and scratched Wallace. From then on, Wallace didn’t have a good impression of cats.

Sharon hugged the cat in her arms and smiled at Wallace. “Hubby, touch this cat. This cat is super nice to touch.”

Wallace glanced at the kitten and took a sip of coffee. He didn’t seem very interested in the kitten. “I’m not touching it anymore. It’s dirty. Be careful not to be scratched by the cat.”

When the attendant beside him heard Wallace’s words, she quickly said, “Sir, our cats here are very clean. They are showered and vaccinated regularly. We’re also equipped with a 24-hour new system. Our cats are very docile. You can be rest assured about their hygiene and safety.”

“Touch it.” Sharon grabbed Wallace’s hand and held it, wanting to place it on the kitten. “Look, touch it like this and follow the direction of its fur. It’s super soft.”

Just as Wallace’s hand was about to touch the kitten, he suddenly retracted his hand and rubbed Sharon’s head.

“You’re annoying!” Sharon tidied her hair that Wallace had messed up and pretended to be angry as she glared at him.

Wallace smiled and took a sip of coffee.

Sharon touched the kitten sleeping on the table. The kitten was sleeping soundly, and its abdomen rose and fell rhythmically. Sharon gently touched the kitten that was like a blanket, unwilling to let go, but she didn’t dare to use too much strength, afraid that she would wake it up.

Touching a kitten was like touching a silken brocade, or a large blanket.

The kitten was probably used to being touched and continued sleeping soundly. Beside it, a cat was lying lazily on the carpet, spreading itself into a cat pancake.

When Wallace finished his coffee and put the coffee cup back on the coffee plate, the porcelain coffee cup was very heavy and textured. His hand slipped and the porcelain coffee cup hit the coffee plate heavily with a clang.

After the kitten was woken up, it opened its eyes unhappily. It opened its sleepy eyes and looked around, as if it was looking for a new “bed” to rest. Then, it suddenly jumped off the table, first to the ground, then to Wallace’s lap.

Wallace looked at the small white animal on his lap and was a little stunned. The kitten didn’t ask Wallace’s opinion and swaggered down on his lap. After adjusting into a comfortable position, it closed its eyes.

Wallace looked at the fair and heavy thing, which was warm and harmonious on his legs. He felt as if there was a heavy blanket covering his legs. This blanket even had an automatic heating function.

Sharon couldn’t help but laugh. She took out her phone and took a photo of this scene.

The cat was lying comfortably on his lap. Wallace didn’t know where to put his hands and looked at Sharon for help, his expression strange and cute. He tried to get the cat off his lap. He gave it a tentative push. The cat didn’t

budge, so he gave up..