Chapter 300
He heaved the wheelchair up with all his might, then scrambled and tumbled onto the road.
As he glanced back, he saw that the alligator hadn’t followed, finally letting out a sigh of relief.
“My foot p>
Ulysses had managed to free his foot from the bear trap, but he was now clutching it, wincing in pain with every sharp intake of breath.
“What happened?” Monty asked with a frown.
Hiding behind him, Lisette was just as shaken. “Is it possible that Calliope doesn’t want to see us and set up all these traps on purpose p>
“No way,” Valerian replied. “We came unannounced. She couldn’t have prepared in advance p>
“But-” Lisette still couldn’t wrap her head around it.
Valerian helped Horatio back into the wheelchair and sighed. “I have no idea what’s going on, but we’re here now, so we might as well keep going p>
The group continued forward, only to encounter more troubles along the way. Snakes suddenly slithered out of nowhere, and Monty took a nasty spill.
When they finally reached the illuminated manor’s front door, they all looked like they’d been through a windstorm.
And just as they reached the door, they saw a massive tiger. The sight of the tiger froze them in their tracks.
“A tiger!” Lisette squealed in fright.
“It must be Mr. Myers’s,” Valerian said, glancing at the creature. He tried to
reassure himself that a pet tiger wouldn’t be dangerous.
Since it was roaming free, it couldn’t be a threat.
Calliope lounged lazily on the couch inside the house, with a tablet in her hands displaying the security footage, She’d been watching them from the moment they arrived, and seeing their bedraggled state put a satisfied smile on her face,
As the group cautiously approached the manor, Snowy, the tiger, roared, causing them to freeze.
“It won’t eat us, right?” Ulysses asked, a hint of fear in his voice.
“Is Calliope inside? Why isn’t she coming out?” Lisette glanced up at the house.
“Calliope! What’s the meaning of
this?” Valerian couldn’t hold back any longer and shouted toward the manor. “Are you doing this to torment us on purpose p>
“Calliope, get this tiger away from us!” Ulysses joined in, yelling toward the house.
Snowy seemed to grow irritated by their yelling. Suddenly, it leaped toward
Ulysses, swiping at his face with a paw.
Ulysses got knocked off his feet.
The tiger then focused on Lisette, opening its jaws wide and exposing sharp teeth as it moved in close to her.
Lisette’s legs began to shake so much that she could barely stand.
“Calliope, call off your tiger!” Her voice trembled as she shouted, too scared to back away.
Monty was also frightened, taking several steps back.
With a roar, Snowy lunged forward and gently bit Lisette’s neck. It didn’t apply pressure, but the fear was enough to make Lisette’s knees buckle, and suddenly, a trickling sound filled the air, and a puddle of yellow liquid pooled beneath her skirt.
The tiger released her, sniffed the ground, and recoiled in distaste, retreating several steps.
Lisette stood there, trying to steady her trembling legs. She could feel the warmth spreading down her thighs.
“Snowy, come back!” Calliope had appeared at the entrance of the mansion without anyone noticing.
She was dressed in casual loungewear, her long hair casually pinned up with a fuzzy shark clip, exuding an air of relaxed nonchalance.