Chapitre 43: A Cat and Rat race (2)

Two seconds later, her shoes were in her hand, and her dress blew with the wind as she raced through the palace, looking left and right frantically as she tried to remember the correct path.

It seemed like what her manager always told her was true, 'Your sharp tongue is going to be the end of you.' Well, here it is. Good thing she was a good runner.

Alicia continued to pant as she ran, but it seemed like no matter how fast she ran, he was always behind her, even though he wasn't running. Were his legs that long? She wondered.

"Stop right there or I'm going to kill you!" Harold threatened with a growl as he kept following his mannerless wife, but she only turned around and stuck out her tongue at him before resuming the race.