Chapter 1706
Chapter 1706: Flossie Comes Clean and Confesses (3)
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On the contrary, he even seemed very calm; the slight ripple he had, all returned to tranquility.
It seemed quite natural to him, to accept this nearly unbelievable fact.
Subconsciously, he had doubted it long ago.
Those two increasingly similar people mostly overlapped.
Especially when he heard Flossie Wright say that Erina Taylor was already dead.
"Are you Erina Taylor?" Glenn Hutchinson asked calmly.
"What do you think?"
Raising her eyes, a faint chill filled Flossie Wright’s gaze as she countered him lightly.
Speaking of this, Flossie felt quite displeased.
It was hard not to recall how during a past life encounter, Glenn Hutchinson had deceived her in circles, until in the end she was sold and still counted the money for him, deceived until death without realizing.
Such thoughts just fueled her anger.
After a brief pause, watching Flossie’s expression change slightly, Glenn suddenly chuckled softly.
No wonder—
No wonder, upon their first meeting, Flossie was eager to kill him.
"Is it funny?"
Moving a step closer, Flossie frowned with annoyance.
"What do you think?"
Imitating her earlier tone, Glenn Hutchinson asked with a smirk.
"Fight?" Gritting her teeth, a fierce glint appeared in Flossie’s eyes as she reached for the dagger at her waist.
Seeing Glenn Hutchinson’s demeanor—
The mood was incredibly unsettling!
She simply wanted to knock his teeth out.
However, in the previous life, she was destined to be deceived by him, and in this life, she was destined to be suppressed by him.
Her dagger hadn’t been drawn yet when her shoulder was grabbed and she was pulled to the office desk, directly into a warm embrace.
Glenn Hutchinson held her tightly.
Flossie was just about to resist when Glenn tightened his grip on her waist, and his other hand caught her hand reaching for the dagger.
A warm palm gripped her hand tightly.
A cold wind blew in from outside the window, but Flossie felt no chill at all.
"No more fighting."
His chin rested on her shoulder, his soft voice whispered into her ear.
Flossie’s movements to break free immediately ceased.
"Glenn Hutchinson."
After a pause, Flossie called his name.
Glenn Hutchinson’s tone rose, that slow voice carried an irresistible allure.
Flossie’s mouth twitched slightly, after contemplating for a moment, she spoke coldly, "I should go to class."
"Just stay." Glenn Hutchinson’s voice was hoarse and pleasant.
"You’re the instructor." Flossie frowned slightly.
"You don’t need this class."
Glenn Hutchinson had a valid reason.
Anyway, even if Flossie didn’t go to class, Sandy Cruz would give her the notes.
With Flossie’s ability, she could potentially memorize it backward in twenty minutes.
"I need it." Flossie replied firmly.
"I’m the instructor," Glenn Hutchinson insisted equally firmly, "I have the final say."
Flossie was at a loss for words.
After a brief pause, Flossie said coldly, "Let go first."
"Not letting go."
"There’s something else." Flossie was somewhat helpless.
"I haven’t shut your mouth." Glenn lightly released her, glancing down at her.
Hinting subtly.
Flossie raised her eyes, pretending she hadn’t understood anything.
"You knew before that I didn’t like being in the Forces."
Adjusting her mindset, Flossie’s demeanor was calm.
Having already decided to lay it all out.
— End of Chapter 1706 —