After terminating the call, she stretched out her hands to hug Callie, which was surprisingly obedient. It neither struggled nor made a fuss. Despite its petite size, she figured that it would be enough to scare the wits out of the rat and let it escape through the open door at night..
She placed the little furball on the couch before gently stroking its head. With narrowed eyes, it enjoyed her touch. comfortably. Right then, its ears pricked up as though. she heard something. Ruka told, “I’ll leave it to you, Callie.”
She knew that she should not disturb it when it was on its mission to chase the rat out. Leaving the cat with its mission, she closed the door and informed the maids not to open it for the time being. Losing the little furball when the rat had not been caught yet was the last thing she hoped for.
Ruka returned to her room to read some books. In the meantime, a maid, who was headed downstairs after cleaning, was doing her duty by the door of the study room. Her job was to clean every single room and so she opened the door and carried a bucket of water toward the windows to wipe them.
At that moment, a fleeing rat squirmed out of a corner with a cat hot on its heels. Both of them went outside through the open door.
After spending an hour reading, Ruka reckoned that little furball might have scared the rat enough. With the hope that the rat might run out of the room on its own the moment she opened the door, she decided to take a look at the situation.
Ruka reached the closed door that led to the study room. Stretching out her hand, she opened the door and quickly closed it behind her after entering. She listened attentively to the surroundings. Why is it so quiet?
“Meow!” She meowed to draw the little furball’s attention.
Still, the room was in total silence and there was no meowing sound of a cat. Ruka’s heart pounded rapidly as she wondered, Where is that little furball?
She began to search every nook and cranny of the room-beneath the couch, behind the curtains and atop the book racks with the help of a ladder. Yet, Callie was nowhere to be seen.
“Oh gosh! Where did she go? Callie! Callie, where are you?” Ruka was on tenterhooks.
It’s Mr. Ren’s cat. What am I going to do if Callie’s gone missing?
She hurriedly closed the door and headed downstairs to ask a maid, “Has anyone gone into the study room?”
“Miss, what’s wrong?”
“The cat that I left in the room is missing.” explained Ruka in distress.
The maid contemplated while muttering, “I wonder if Maya went to the study room for cleaning.”
Then, she told Ruka, “I’ll ask her. She’s cleaning the garden right now.”
“Okay. Please do.” Ruka nodded, but doom had dawned upon her.
After a while, the maid by the name of Layla returned with an anxious expression. “Maya said she did clean the study room, but she didn’t see a cat. It must’ve run away.”
Ruka turned to look at the direction of the study room as she was getting restless. In fact, she was more worried about losing the kitty. If she failed to find it, she would be done for.
“Layla, please ask everyone to stop working and look for the cat with me. She’s a white Ragdoll and her name is Callie.” She decided to ask everyone to help search for the cat.
