Chapter 164
Chapter 164 Conversation 023 Captain is Heartbroken (8)
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The hand was beautiful, with slender fingers and distinctly articulated knuckles. Light cast dim, indistinct shadows upon it, exuding an inexplicable air of alarm.
Becca Reyes still stood at the door, for some unknown reason, feeling a bit anxious.
At the same time, Neal Thompson subconsciously tried to pull away, but no matter how much force she exerted, the hand that casually held onto the belt didn’t budge at all.
"Flossie Wright, if you don’t let go, believe it or not, I will make sure you can’t stay in the cooking class!"
Neal Thompson shouted harshly, with a sense of heartbreaking determination.
Using the volume of voice to demonstrate one’s dominance is a common method, and Neal Thompson was clearly the epitome of this. After all, even women quarrelling on Main Street tend to be deafening.
However, Becca Reyes increasingly felt sorry for her.
Picking a fight with Flossie Wright was clearly not a wise choice.
Suddenly, the hand holding the belt twisted slightly, then pulled back. Neal Thompson, who was gripping the belt, was immediately jerked to the edge of the bed. She had to stand on her tiptoes due to the almost completely detached belt, her line of sight levelled with the bunk.
In the moment of stupefication, Flossie Wright abruptly opened her eyes. The sharp light in her eyes was like a thousand blades, shooting directly into the heart. The overwhelming sense of danger and coldness hit her face, and the inexplicable fear shrouded her in an instant, exerting an indescribable pressure that made her unable to utter a single word.
What was once a heart clouded with anger, now swarmed with fear.
Chilly down to her bones.
A few seconds later, Neal Thompson instinctively wanted to escape. She let go of the belt in her hand, really wanted to step back, but it was too late. Flossie Wright’s hand had already grabbed her by the throat.
𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
"You have one minute to disappear from my sight."
Flossie Wright suddenly leaned in close, her low voice carrying the power to rip one’s heart to shreds. It seemed like all resistance was futile in front of her; anyone targeted by her would never have a chance to escape.
For the first time, Neal Thompson truly felt the sting of death. Fear was burning, boiling in her chest, and endless darkness was closing in to her gradually.
The hand on her throat tightened a bit. Neal Thompson’s face was on the verge of contortion due to the inability to breathe, but she could not break free, could not struggle, dare not move at all.
She was on the verge of death.
The fear of death was becoming increasingly intense, and Neal Thompson’s eyes widened in panic. Her chaotic mind remembered Flossie Wright’s warning. She suddenly opened her mouth, struggling with all her might to produce a sound:
The last syllable was not pronounced, but the "disappear" lip shape was pronounced clearly.
Flossie Wright suddenly released her.
Fresh air rushed into her respiratory tract. Neal Thompson bent over, gasping for breath, feeling that her vitality was gradually returning. But she began to tremble all over, her legs numb and she really wanted to collapse on the ground. The fear that enveloped her had not completely dissipated, it seemed to be deeply etched into her, and no matter what, she could not be expelled.
"Quick, get out."
Becca Reyes, who was leaning against the door, watched all this without a word until the end, she suddenly spoke up, reminding Neal Thompson.
Triggered by Becca Reyes’ reminder, Neal Thompson remembered Flossie Wright’s "one minute" requirement. Obviously, she dared not linger any longer. She tripped and fell to the ground as she took a step forward, but she didn’t dare to delay even half a moment. She quickly picked herself up from the ground and stumbled out of the door.
Watching the figure of Neal Thompson fleeing in a hurry, it seemed funny and absurd, yet Becca Reyes could not laugh at all.
— End of Chapter 164 —