Lucky cursed under her breath but grinned like a fool on the outside, trying to look extra eager. Philbert found it funny and shouted, "Up! Run a lap!" Lucky rolled her eyes, ignored him, and stayed sprawled on the floor, wagging her tail twice at Lisa. Lucky had been watching closely. Sure, this guy has a gun, but it's obvious the woman is the real boss here. Not just him—everyone here follows her lead. You could see it in the way they sit, how they all turn to her when danger shows up, waiting for orders. Lucky thought, Great, it's already humiliating enough to have to play nice with these humans, and now they think they can boss me around? No chance. All that matters is getting this woman under control. The rest don't matter. Once they drop their guard, I'll tear them all apart. Natalie said that in a crisis, survival comes first. I can't worry about keeping my dignity. So Lucky turned back to Lisa with an even brighter smile. Philbert looked disgusted. Why does this dog look so damn sleazy? He ordered again, "Up! Run a lap!" Lucky still didn't move. Philbert muttered, "Lisa, this dog isn't smart. It only knows to sit and lie down. Tell it to run a lap, and it doesn't get it." Lisa looked at Lucky for a beat, then said, "Up!" Lucky leapt to her paws instantly.Lisa's lips curved. "Run a lap!" Lucky dashed a full circle around the hall. You've got a gun? You think you're tough? Wait until Natalie shows up—she'll blast you full of holes. Everyone gasped. "This dog isn't dumb—it only obeys Ms. Eland!" "Of course! Even the dog knows to respect Lisa!" "Exactly! Our Ms. Eland has that aura! This mutt is obviously intimidated!" Even Philbert, who'd been ignored before, grinned. "Nice! It knows what's up!" He turned to Lisa. "Lisa, didn't I tell you? You're amazing! Even an animal can see you're the real deal!" Lucky bared her teeth and snapped ferociously. Who are you calling an animal?! I'm your freaking nightmare! The sudden growl hit Philbert like a punch. He jumped back a full step. Watching this fierce dog respect only her, Lisa couldn't help but smile. Lucky knew how to play people. Suck up to everyone, and the humans will gang up, bully, and possibly even cook you. Stay fierce with everyone else, but show devotion to the boss, and suddenly you're special. People always want to feel chosen. Like that cold, arrogant honor student who's rude to everyone but treats you with kindness, or the player who's broken a million hearts but falls head over heels for you, ready to do anything for you. Or even a savage tiger that has killed countless people but bows its head to you, acting like a kitten waiting for pets. Who could resist that? Lisa couldn't. After a few sweet gestures, she even forgot the fancy food Lucky had just devoured. Smiling, she called, "Good boy! Come here!" Lucky trotted over, tail wagging as she let out two silly "ows." The others didn't know what it meant, but Cash and Baron did. Act cute, or you're dead meat. And she threw in a little reminder. Don't look too friendly at the humans around. Suck up to only her. Cash, sharper than Lucky, got it immediately. Baron might not, but if the boss said it, it was law. The three little ones all beamed at Lisa, tails wagging and smiles flashing. Baron puffed out his chest, showing off his muscles. Curious, Philbert reached out to touch the biceps, only to get shoved aside by Baron, who then turned to Lisa, as if saying, Go ahead, touch me. Seeing them both fierce and obedient, Lisa laughed out loud. She had one hand on Baron's muscles, the other rubbing Lucky's head. Lucky watched her laugh and thought, Enjoy it while you can! Once I've got you under control, you'll be polishing Natalie's shoes with your mouth, and then you'll be my cushion! Cash stood quietly, thinking, They're all dirty now. At least I'm still clean. Before he could finish that thought, Lisa ruffled the feathers on his comb. Cash sighed. Great. Now I'm dirty too.A man nearby asked, "Lisa, why are these three so fat?" Cash shot him a sharp glare. What, you craving some roasted chicken or something?