Nicole was stunned and surprised as she squatted down to pick up the tiger. “Hey little guy, it’s you again?”

The little tiger rubbed against her shoulder and spoke in a cute voice, “I’m not a little guy, I’m a big and mighty tiger! Roar!”

Nicole was amused and looked at Gerard. “It actually remembers me?”

“It has a good memory.” Gerard laughed and then whispered, “After all, it’s not a real tiger… Shh… Don’t let it hear what I said.”

“I heard that! I don’t like you anymore… Hmph!” The tiger looked away and narrowed its eyes in anger.

Gerard touched his nose while the curly-haired man came over to them and said, “So you’re the pretty lady he’s been going on and on about?”

The man had a big head of curly hair and wore black-framed glasses. He looked like a stereotypical scientist and looked to be in his twenties.

“This little traitor came back and showed off to us saying that he saw a pretty lady. It always had very high standards when it comes to aesthetics, so we were curious.