Chapter 88

"What are you making my wifey do!? Such actions could potentially threaten the prenatal development of my offspring, woof!"

It was Prof. Dog in panic.

"I'm sure your kid will grow up fine," Mr. Shark replied bluntly after rolling down his windows.

"I beg to differ, woof!"

"We need her cats to do this one last survey. After that, we'll do the rest."

"I'll do the survey, woof!"

"No way! Your dogs make so much noise while walking."

An argument followed.

Miss Butterfly interrupted them. "Calm down, you two. We need to work together for this. We won't be going anywhere if you're going to keep arguing like this."

"Miss Butterfly is right, woof."

"Let's leave this aside and focus on the goal," agreed Mr. Shark.

Gene and I just stayed silent as Prof. Dog entered the car and sat with us in the back. Together, we waited for updates from Ms. Cat.

Eventually, the call came.