Chapter 1141
Chapter 1141 Hutchinson Invites Peach Blossoms (6)_1
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"Men can also be formidable."
"So," there was a slight pause, and the smile at the corners of his lips deepened, Glenn Hutchinson leaned closer to her, gazing directly into her eyes, word by word, "we want them all."
Pursing her lips, Flossie Wright didn’t speak.
"I’m telling you now," Glenn explained, "our selection ends in December. At that time, I will come again."
"Another invitation?" Understanding dawned on Flossie as she asked.
"That time, we will be reviewing your resume," Glenn Hutchinson said earnestly, "I hope by then I could see a qualified resume."
Just as she began to speak, Glenn Hutchinson cut her off, continuing, "Even if you’re not willing."
Flossie Wright was momentarily stunned, then abruptly raised her eyes.
Even if you’re not willing.
The implication being, even if you are willing, if your resume doesn’t meet the standards, they would not consider you.
Would not consider...huh?
Even though she wasn’t keen on it, if she genuinely couldn’t catch their eye, the joke would be on her.
Flossie Wright smiled with curved lips, "Wait and see."
Glenn Hutchinson nodded.
Having said that, he withdrew the hand that had been on her shoulder, waved it in a gesture of goodbye, and walked past her to leave.
With her hands in her pockets, Flossie Wright casually stood where she was, watching him stride away.
Her mood significantly lightened.
If possible, Glenn Hutchinson would make a good friend.
Looking up, Flossie Wright gazed at the sky, its expanse of azure meeting her eyes, with tranquil white clouds slowly drifting by.
The restlessness inside her gradually settled down.
After a while.
Flossie Wright turned her body, glanced at the pile of bowls and chopsticks on the stone table, her lips lifting slightly, and then walked towards the table.
At lunchtime, Flossie Wright didn’t see Glenn Hutchinson in the cooking class.
During this period, the personnel of the Frogman Forces were mostly participating in naval exercises.
In the dining hall, without exception, everyone wore military ranks.
Neither Jessie Grain nor Nancy Phillips had returned, leaving Flossie Wright, the only soldier, to eat in a corner, occasionally enduring the scrutiny of those military officers.
It was a meal eaten with bated breath.
Therefore, at dinner, Flossie Wright simply went to the kitchen, asked Captain Lin to cook something special for her, to avoid being treated like a freak by those military officers again.
𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
And in passing—
She helped the cooking class chop vegetables.
"Flossie, when is Captain Hutchinson coming back?" asked Little Yan, who had finished feeding the pigs, his eyes filled with admiration as he eagerly approached Flossie Wright who was displaying her knife technique.
"Don’t know."
She answered coldly, her face impassive as she chopped bitter gourds.
"Is he going to come for dinner after all?" Little Yan asked again.
"Don’t know."
This time, Flossie Wright’s tone was so cold it lacked any inflection.
Just as Little Yan was about to ask another question, Flossie Wright, who had finished chopping the last bitter gourd, stopped her movements and gave him an icy glance.
Little Yan immediately clammed up.
At this moment, Captain Lin came by to pick up the chopped vegetables and shot a look at Little Yan that scared him into scampering away.
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.
Just as Little Yan had left, a figure walked in through the kitchen’s back door.
Tall and upright, in civilian clothes, with two bars and two stars on his military rank.
Glenn Hutchinson.
He was followed by a tagalong.
"Captain Hutchinson, Captain Hutchinson..."
With a clear and pleasant sound, the voice of a young girl filled the air.
— End of Chapter 1141 —