Ivy then hung up the phone and patted the small tiger’s head. “Good lad... It’ll be here soon...”

On the other side, the store manager compared the number to their system. She was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise, “It’s Miss Morgan!”

Sebastian finished his shower and walked out casually a bit later. He couldn’t wait to see the tiny tiger, but the doorbell rang just as he went out of the restroom.

“The scarves that I bought have just come. Kindly pay for them!”

Ivy rested on the large and plush round sofa in the living room, playing with the small tiger, with no aim of getting up to...