Chapter 1309
Chapter 1309: Move Your Dog Paws Away (2)_1
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Glancing at the two boxes of pastries, Belinda Nichols nodded, "Oh."
Knowing her temperament, Becca Reyes shrugged and waved goodbye as she left.
Jessie Grain and Nancy Phillips had gone to the Shooting Range, and Flossie Wright had gone to dig. With just Belinda Nichols and Mariana Buck left in the Dormitory, the atmosphere, already quiet, grew colder with Becca Reyes’ departure.
Belinda Nichols didn’t bother with Mariana Buck.
Mariana Buck’s issues with Sandy Cruz were not something Belinda Nichols wanted to know about, and as for what role Flossie played in their midst, she believed Flossie was well aware.
Thus, both of them went about their own business without minding the other.
It was around eight o’clock in the evening when Flossie Wright returned to the dormitory, covered in dirt.
"From Becca Reyes."
Upon seeing her, Belinda Nichols handed over the box of pastries.
After looking at her, Flossie stretched out her clean hand and took the box of pastries.
"Did you finish planting?" Belinda Nichols asked.
Flossie nodded, then tossed her phone to her.
Belinda Nichols glanced up and caught it in mid-air.
The phone contained a few photos Flossie had taken of the land after planting, which Flossie had specifically photographed.
Just as she had a special love for guns and knives, Flossie also had a passion for the soil that could nurture vegetables and food.
There was little she felt worthy to be remembered by, as most scenes would live in her memory rather than being recorded by photos. But now, she had captured that commonplace, yet meaningful, plot of land.
Curious, Belinda Nichols took the phone and flipped through the gallery. Among the mere ten photos, she saw the fruits of her labor.
Flossie took new training clothes to the shower, while Belinda Nichols slowly browsed through the photos.
Before long, Flossie emerged from the shower, and Belinda Nichols immediately handed the phone to her.
"You have a message," Belinda Nichols said, her gaze falling on Flossie.
Flossie responded, taking the phone.
She opened a new text message.
The first thing she saw was the name "Glenn Hutchinson," followed by the text message he had composed.
They didn’t contact each other often.
Especially in the past few months, Flossie hadn’t seen any calls from him, let alone text messages.
But this message was just five words long—
[Hide well tomorrow.]
After reading it clearly, Flossie’s expression darkened slightly.
Does he mean that when the exercise begins, they’ll find her?
Her mouth twitched, Flossie raised an eyebrow, one hand drying her hair with a towel, the other composing a text message.
[Confident?]
After composing it, she was about to put the phone down when the alert for a new message rang again.
Hesitating for a moment, Flossie lowered her eyelids to read the instantly replied message.
A decisive response, openly disdainful of her abilities.
With a quick glance, Flossie frowned and tossed the phone onto the table.
After drying her hair a bit more, Flossie thought for a moment with furrowed brows, then went to the table and picked up the phone again.
Activating the screen, she stared at the provocative message.
Moments later, her pupils contracted slightly, and she tapped the screen, replying with a message.
[We shall see.]
Message sent.
Flossie then turned off the phone and placed it in a drawer.
— End of Chapter 1309 —