Unexpected Rise of Leonard Storm

Chapter 92

“Because I didn’t expect you to consume all of it before breakfast!”

She snatched the bag from him and put it on the table. “Well, that just shows poor judgment on your part, doesn’t it?”

Leonard opened his mouth to reply, but the bag of candy tipped over and spilled across the table. Matilda turned just in time to see the slender golden snout protruding from the basket, inching toward the candy. “What is that?” she asked flatly.

Leonard grinned. “A Yulemas present for you.”

The assassin flipped back the lid of the basket. The nose instantly shot inward, and Matilda found the strange golden-haired pup quivering in a corner with a red bow around her neck.

“Oh, puppy,” she crooned, and petted her. The dog trembled, and she glared at

Leonard over her shoulder. “What did you do, you buffoon?” she hissed.

Leonard threw his hands in the air. “It’s a gift! I almost lost my arm—and more important parts—trying to put that bow on, and then she howled all the way up here!”

Matilda looked piteous