Chapter 128

---- Chapter 128 Giselle stepped outside. She was just about to head to the finance office to pay when she realized her dog was gone. Eastin had come with her into the after-sales lounge when they got out of the car earlier. But while she was arguing with Gideon, she hadn't noticed when it slipped out. She called out its name a few times, then walked over to the open area outside the dealership. She scanned around, only to spot it in a secluded corner.

But just as she was about to walk over and put it on a leash, Gideon suddenly shot past her. In just a few strides, he appeared beside it and kicked it hard. He'd kicked Eastin so hard that poor Eastin was sent flying several feet, landing flat on its back. Having witnessed this scene, Giselle was seething. She rushed forward and scooped up her dog, stroking its head and checking for injuries. The poor thing was clearly in pain, whimpering hoarsely.

She shot up, ready to storm over and tear into that bastard - only to find him crouched nearby, comforting and examining a female dog. He looked as if someone had just punched the living daylights out of him. ---- Just then, a female car sales rep sidled up to Giselle and whispered, "Ms. Holt, you need to keep your dog from running around. Mr. Grayson also has a dog -it's his most treasured pet, and it's more precious to him than anything.

"Most people don't even dare touch it, and just now your dog Realization finally dawned on Giselle. So this seemingly unruly man kept a dog and had even brought it here today. As an experienced vet, she immediately recognized his dog as an Alaskan Malamute. It was indeed strikingly beautiful and very well cared for. "So this mutt belongs to you?" he snarled, still seething. It was like watching his beloved daughter getting defiled by a rogue...

"Don't you dare insult my dog!" Giselle shot back without hesitation. "Your dog's in heat. If you don't keep it on a leash, who else is to blame?" She knew dog behavior well. Female dogs went into heat twice ayear, and they'd whine, become restless, mark with urine to attract males, and sneak off in search of a mate... And her shepherd dog was male, so of course, it followed the scent. If it had been anyone else's dog, the man might've been angry ---- enough to kill it on the spot.

But once he realized the owner was Giselle, his rage cooled quickly. He patted his Malamute and said ina mocking tone, "Chipper, next time you should find a clean and handsome playmate . How could one go for something so ugly? Such poor taste!" "You're one to talk, you ugly bastard!" Giselle yelled back at him, clearly livid. To her, Eastin was like her own son. She could take insults herself, but the moment someone humiliated her dog, her fury shot through the roof.

The man scoffed, not bothering to get into a shouting match with her. Still, seeing that she shared the same love for dogs, he found himself a little more intrigued by her. "Ms. Holt, let's set the dog issue aside for now," he said calmly, rising to his feet and approaching her. "Let's get back to today's business-" "No need." Giselle cut him off, turning away with a dismissive glance. "I already made it clear earlier-I'm only paying 100,000 dollars today. If you want the rest, sue me.