Chapter 278

The couple approached, and upon seeing the scene, the man frowned while the woman beside him gasped in surprise. "Mr. Zimmerman!" Milton hurried over to greet them. "What's going on?" Lyle asked. "A stray dog appeared out of nowhere and attacked someone," Milton explained. Ruby Jimenez, the woman with the teardrop-shaped mole, whispered, "Honey, could it be our Peter?" "I don't think so." Lyle remained unconcerned. Even if it was their dog that attacked, it didn't seem to bother him much. Money could always settle any trouble! "What kind of dog attacked?" Lyle asked casually. "A Rottweiler, over there," Milton pointed to the dog Steven had already kicked to death in the distance. Lyle and Ruby's gazes followed, and they exclaimed in unison, "Peter!" Recognizing their dog, they rushed over, only to discover their beloved pet had died. Lyle had loved dogs since childhood. He had Peter for five or six years, caring for him as if he were his son. Now, witnessing his beloved do