Amber stood frozen in shock at the chaotic scene playing out in the yard.

Shirley's attempt to catch a chicken was nothing short of alarming!

Robin, equally surprised, watched as Shirley transformed the entire villa's courtyard into a battleground in her frantic pursuit of the bird.

He gazed at Shirley, who stood with a kitchen knife in hand and clearly out of breath; it was obvious she had invested far too much time on this endeavor. Didn't she claim to have been honing her skills for an entire month?

And yet, this is the outcome?

With the way things are going, it seems unlikely that she would manage to prepare a meal anytime soon. Just then, Robin dashed forward, catching the flapping rooster just as it attempted to make a break for it. Amber sighed in relief, exclaiming, "We finally got it! Ms. Dunn, you really need to take a moment to rest." Robin casually handed the rooster to Amber, who was still watching Shirley, whose exhaustion was evident. Suddenly, Shirley yelled and swung her knife with frustration.

"Ah!" Amber gasped, realizing too late that she should have dodged.

In that instant, the rooster squawked frantically as its head was lopped off, sending it soaring into the air. Amber stood there, stunned, grappling with what had just occurred.

Shirley shot her an angry look. "I told you to stop running!"

After a beat, Amber finally understood that Shirley's fierce glare was aimed at something in her own hands.

She glanced down and saw that she was gripping a headless chicken, its body twitching and spilling warm blood!

"Ah!" she shrieked, dropping the lifeless bird onto the ground.@@novelbin@@

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