Rainie's POV:
I had just been rehearsing in my mind the possible conversation that might happen after bringing the dog back, never expecting Peter to leave for shopping and coincidentally run into me upon his return.
This unexpected turn of events left my mind in chaos, especially with Alexander still in the car, making my whole body cold and my face pale.
What should I do?
Without a reasonable explanation, Peter would soon become suspicious!
Peter looked down at Rascal and smiled, "Remember Uncle Karl? He had three Samoyeds, but none of them could compare to this little guy. The owner probably isn't too far, let's go back."
I forced a smile, took a step, and Rascal turned his head, happily trotting back to my side, rubbing against me.
Peter lifted his gaze, "This dog is sticking to
