Chapter 1061
Chapter 1061: Captain of the Tyrant Flower Second Update (2)_1
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As they ate, a hint of satisfaction welled up in their hearts.
The meal hence tasted especially sweet.
Less than half an hour later, Flossie and the others left, while Yvonne stayed behind to take care of the dishes.
It was also a way to save time for them.
On the road.
Belinda and Becca walked ahead.
Sandy and Flossie trailed a step behind.
"Do you have BUCK184?"
After walking for a while, Sandy suddenly asked Flossie.
"Yes." Flossie replied reflexively, then paused and curiously asked, "Why?"
"Mariana’s birthday is coming up." Sandy stated bluntly.
"Planning to give it to her as a birthday present?"
Flossie tilted her head, guessing the intention.
Sandy nodded.
He wasn’t holding out hope that they would necessarily agree on the matter, but since Mariana had brought it up, there was no harm in asking Flossie.
"Who told you?"
Flossie asked with interest.
Sandy gave her a look.
Soon, Flossie deduced and inquired, "Mariana?"
The only ones who knew she had the BUCK184 were those in her dormitory.
Jessie didn’t interact much with Sandy and didn’t seem like someone who would bring it up, Belinda rarely talked to Sandy, and Becca’s interest in knives wasn’t significant—she couldn’t even remember the names of Flossie’s knives.
Naturally, she wouldn’t mention it to Sandy.
"Yes," Sandy confirmed, "she likes knives."
After a moment’s thought, Flossie suddenly asked with a laugh, "Did she bring it up to you?"
"You didn’t directly ask her what she wanted, did you?" Flossie blinked, her curiosity piqued, she asked rather incredulously.
"..." Hesitating, Sandy admitted, "Yes."
Flossie’s mouth twitched.
Looking up, her gaze on Sandy inevitably carried a somewhat peculiar scrutiny.
In her view, Sandy wasn’t someone with low emotional intelligence.
He was independent, had a strong sense of self, clear goals, a strong sense of responsibility, and could handle interpersonal relations.
It was just that his personality was somewhat indifferent.
Disliking trouble, born with pride, he didn’t care about those whom he found uninteresting.
She hadn’t expected—
That his way of wooing someone would also be this monotone.
Flossie suddenly felt a bit of sympathy for Mariana.
"Don’t you know that a gift chosen by oneself is the only way to show true sincerity?" Flossie chuckled, turning her head toward Sandy to ask.
Sandy replied flatly.
If Mariana liked melee weapons and he had the time, he certainly would have picked some out for her.
But now, he really didn’t have the time.
"Aren’t you planning to pursue her?"
Flossie asked casually, slipping her hands into her pockets, slowing her pace slightly.
"Does it relate?"
"It doesn’t?" Flossie arched an eyebrow.
"It’s that simple."
Sandy’s tone was even, unvarying.
"...Forget it," Flossie’s mouth twitched again, she looked up, "BUCK184 is out of the question; it was a gift, and it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to give it away. However, I do have a few I bought myself, want to take a look?"
Without a second thought, Sandy refused outright.
Given Mariana’s personality, if she couldn’t get what she wanted, anything else would be useless.
Especially since he didn’t believe Mariana truly wanted something passed down from Flossie.
"So, you..." Flossie looked at him thoughtfully.
— End of Chapter 1061 —