Not Salvation Chapter 2

The comments exploded.

[Holy crap! This isn’t a side character, he’s a full-on green tea bitch! That soft voice, trying to seduce the female lead while the male lead is away! Calling her ‘auntie’—just die already!]

[There’s no way the female lead is falling for such a cheap trick. She only has eyes for her precious nephew! Her dad and the male lead’s dad were sworn brothers; they’re not even related by blood. They’re totally going to get married!]

[Don’t forget, she also has a soft spot for cats, haha. She’s the ultimate cat person.]

Because my transformation wasn’t complete, my eyes were still a cat-like amber-flecked black. Right now, widened with fear, the corners of my eyes were tinged red.

Elizabeth looked down at me, her expression unreadable, but I saw her unconsciously rub the hand where I was clutching her sleeve.

“What did you just call me?” Her voice was cool, but with a barely perceptible rasp.

Remembering what the comments said about her loving cats, I summoned my courage, about to repeat myself.

Her gaze hardened, and she yanked her arm away. The force was so strong I stumbled backward, barely managing to catch the half-closed car door to keep from cracking my head on the pavement.

Elizabeth was already back to her usual indifferent self. Her eyes were fixed on a point in the distance, over my shoulder.

Standing there was a boy, bundled up in an expensive raincoat. He was staring at me, his eyes red-rimmed, clutching a white cat to his chest as if he’d been deeply wronged.

When he saw Elizabeth looking at him, his eyes welled up with tears. He abruptly threw the cat to the ground and ran off.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Elizabeth slammed the car door shut. “Follow him,” she ordered the driver.