Petted

Madam Dahlia laughed and said, "That's good. It'll be much more convenient for you to go around from now on." On the balcony on the second floor... Joseph held the little cat in his arms and petted it every now and then. The kitten narrowed its eyes comfortably and made a meow. Culver stood by the side, watching the movement downstairs. He scratched his nose and did not dare to speak. In reality, there were so many cars in the Jules Residence that they were running out of parking space. All the keys were placed in the box at the door. As long as Lucille wanted, she could drive any of them, or even get a driver to send her around. However, she never touched any of the cars. She had drawn an invisible but distinct line. Joseph asked casually, "When is Howard's wedding?" "This weekend, which means it's tomorrow." Culver knew that Joseph was asking more than that, so he continued, "Howard's large-scale entertainment project is almost complete. Just as you said, we've gotten him a lot of in