Chapter 1612
Chapter 1612: Flirting (1)
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Flossie Wright stared intently.
The tall trees were also covered with thick white snow. With the snow reflecting light, the visibility was considerably brighter.
Therefore, upon closer inspection, that shadowy figure was fully exposed.
Of course, the person wasn’t trying to hide either.
With just one glance, Flossie saw that head of golden hair, followed by the two rings on his left hand.
Such striking colors.
Flossie paused slightly, seemingly having a slight impression.
The foreign guy, Lucas Cook, recognized the figure and immediately ran over.
The two were initially about four or five meters apart, but with that run, he reached right in front of her.
Flossie frowned, raising her hand to catch a snowball, which immediately flew towards Lucas’s chin as he charged right at her. With a fierce force, it knocked him straight backward!
Raising an eyebrow, Flossie took a few steps forward. As Lucas was retreating and trying to steady himself, she grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him away!
Lucas instinctively wanted to resist.
But before he could shout, a military knife was pressed against his neck, forcing him to swallow his cry.
After being forcibly dragged a short distance, Flossie shoved Lucas hard against a tree.
However, that knife, exuding a cold aura, never left his neck from start to finish.
"Let’s talk it out..."
Lucas hurriedly spoke, but his expression did not betray much panic.
That clumsy Mandarin fell on deaf ears, quickly reminding Flossie of his identity.
Golden hair, rings, plus this—
Ugh, unpleasant Mandarin.
These three characteristics were enough for Flossie to recall him.
But they weren’t enough to dispel her wariness.
She had only met Lucas once, and he seemed to be mingling with some gangsters. She hardly knew him, and even if they had met, she couldn’t guarantee he held no ill intentions.
"What are you doing here?"
With cold glints mingling in her eyes, Flossie asked coldly.
"Cough," Lucas coughed unexpectedly, his eyes darting slightly as he pulled out a smile, "Silver sent me."
Flossie narrowed her eyes slightly.
Perry Reed?
"It really is him," Lucas emphasized earnestly, "Your token of love is still with me, you know?"
"Token of love?"
Flossie raised an eyebrow, with a faint hint of danger lurking in her eyes.
What token of love?!
"Here," Lucas pouted, somewhat displeased, "It’s in my right jacket pocket."
She gave him a sidelong glance, hesitating momentarily. The knife remained unmoved against his neck, but her other hand reached toward his jacket pocket.
If she let Lucas retrieve it himself, and it turned out to be something dangerous, he might trap her at any moment.
However, fetching it herself required much more caution.
Under Lucas’s nervous watch, Flossie’s left hand barely touched his pocket before swiftly withdrawing.
Together with her fingers was a lizard!
Holding the lizard’s head between two fingers, the only thing the lizard could do was struggle.
The previously smug Lucas’s face immediately fell.
But that wasn’t all!
The knife against Lucas’s neck was suddenly retracted, and Flossie lightly flicked the hand holding the lizard, tossing the lizard into the air.
— End of Chapter 1612 —