Chapter 1199
Chapter 1199: Failed the Subject Miserably (2)_1
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"..." Perry Reed paused for a moment, "Are you treating this as a transaction?"
"Ah, sorry." Flossie Wright apologized without sincerity and then asked, "Is there anything else?"
After pondering for a moment, Perry Reed slowly added, "Each call must last over half an hour."
"Starting next time."
Curving her eyes, Flossie Wright immediately hung up the phone.
Unless necessary, the one thing she was least skilled at was idle chitchat.
Especially—
Over the phone.
However, she guessed that Perry Reed was probably going to be angry again.
Tossing her phone onto the table, Flossie Wright stretched out her other hand to open her laptop, intending to search for some sniper information, but in the brief moment as the laptop booted up, her gaze swept across the desk and settled on a notebook beside it.
It was the "birthday gift" from Glenn Hutchinson.
The notebook that recorded various sniper experiences and tips.
Her gaze lingered for two seconds, and without hesitation, Flossie Wright grabbed the notebook.
She turned on the desk lamp and continued browsing from where she had left off previously.
Since her formal training began, the spare time she had wasn’t even enough for sleep, let alone for going through the notebook.
As it was something advantageous to her, and now that she had some free time, it wouldn’t be a waste for Flossie Wright to read it.
"Buzz buzz buzz—"
After flipping only a few pages, the phone she had thrown on the table suddenly started ringing.
Flossie Wright glanced at it.
The phone screen lit up, showing the call interface, but it wasn’t a string of phone numbers, rather, it had a memo.
Night Bitch.
Seeing this, Flossie Wright’s mouth twitched.
This was her old phone, and basically, all the memos were edited by the former Flossie Wright.
Having used it for so long, she had never really looked through the contact list before; seeing this name, she had to admit, it was a bit embarrassing.
𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
Without question, this "Night Bitch" was naturally Helen Wright.
Thinking it over, Flossie Wright put the notebook aside and picked up the phone that had been tossed to the corner of the desk.
She answered the call.
"What is it?"
With her characteristic indifference, Flossie Wright got straight to the point.
From the other end, a tentative inquiry floated over.
"Sis, you finally answered the phone!"
Over the phone, Helen Wright’s voice was ecstatic, and there seemed to be a hint of excitement.
It seemed that this call had been going on for a while.
With that guess in mind, Flossie Wright paused for a moment before repeating her question, "What is it?"
"Yeah!" Helen Wright quickly said.
After a few aimless exchanges that didn’t get to the point, Flossie Wright, out of patience, curtly said, "Spit it out."
"Sis, have you been very busy in the Forces?"
Helen Wright continued to ask, unable to hide her excitement.
"Oh, no wonder your phone has been off." Helen Wright seemed to have a sudden realization.
"Mm." Flossie Wright responded blandly and once again asked, "What’s up?"
"It’s like this, I’ve reconciled with Benjamin Murphy, and we’re planning to get engaged next month." Helen Wright’s tone was filled with happiness when she mentioned it.
"Congratulations."
Flossie Wright replied, as unflappable as ever.
Flossie Wright had anticipated something like this for Helen Wright.
If Benjamin Murphy had any sense of responsibility, upon hearing the message she had Perry Reed’s people pass on to him, he would definitely try every means to salvage their relationship and reunite with Helen Wright.
— End of Chapter 1199 —