Chapter 1712
Chapter 1712: Master Pei Gets Shot (5)
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However, speaking in "code" around Glenn Hutchinson, even in another language, isn’t something you do willingly.
Exchanged a few words with the woman on the other end of the phone.
Flossie Wright responded fluently.
The other party finally agreed to believe in Flossie Wright’s special identity.
"There’s chaos inside Slaughter, Nail’s husband Andrew has seized power. Three months ago, he secretly teamed up with the government, turned on us a few days ago, trapping Nail and a loyal group. When Sliver went to rescue, Nail had already betrayed him."
The woman’s voice on the other end of the line suddenly cooled as she spoke, word by word, fully conveying her hatred.
But after hearing all this, Flossie Wright wasn’t too surprised.
Since Andrew could betray her, he could also strike against Nail.
Power and wealth will always be more important than friendships and women.
It’s just——
The Slaughter that Erina Taylor and Nail built and developed together is being torn apart by such a treacherous thing...
Feeling the icy aura coming from the front passenger seat, Glenn Hutchinson turned his head to look at Flossie Wright and saw the cold gleam in her narrow eyes, a terrifying danger erupting from their depths, as if it could swallow a person whole.
Glenn Hutchinson restrained his gaze, his expression grave.
𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
"What about Nail?"
Flossie Wright continued to ask.
"Also being rescued," came the calm reply from the other side.
Aside from Perry Reed, they care for no one.
Gripping the phone a little tighter, Flossie Wright kept her voice steady, "If Perry Reed isn’t dead, have him contact me."
The other party remained silent.
It’s not about whether they were willing to accept Flossie Wright’s directive.
No one knows if Perry Reed will be fortunate enough to wake up after this operation.
"He won’t die."
Lifting her eyelids, Flossie Wright looked out the window, her voice light, like a gentle breeze.
After speaking, regardless of whether the other party believed or not, Flossie Wright had already hung up the phone.
Unconsciously, the hand holding the phone was drenched in cold sweat.
For a long while.
Flossie Wright returned from her contemplation.
The car was still parked by the roadside, Glenn Hutchinson sat silently in the driver’s seat, watching her intently.
Raising her left hand, she glanced at Glenn Hutchinson and handed him the phone.
Glenn Hutchinson took the phone, his heart stirred as he saw her retract her hand, and he clasped it in his palm.
Flossie Wright looked at him.
"Is it chaotic?"
Meeting her gaze, Glenn Hutchinson calmly scrutinized her, as if trying to see into her eyes.
Flossie Wright was actually very calm.
She showed no panic, no urgency, no anger, nothing but a momentary killing intent from beginning to end.
After all, she is an ordinary person.
Whether it was Perry Reed or Daisy Deacon, Glenn Hutchinson could guess how much they meant to Erina Taylor.
It would be impossible not to worry.
She just...
...was powerless.
Given Flossie Wright’s identity, even if she ventured into West Hare alone, she would have no effect.
And with Perry Reed and Daisy Deacon’s injuries, she wasn’t a miracle worker and couldn’t help much.
On the contrary, DARK would certainly bring the best doctors to help them.
Calmness fading away, Flossie Wright’s eyes turned icy.
She admitted bluntly.
It truly is chaotic.
All along, Perry Reed and Daisy Deacon have been strong. They’ve known each other for so many years, they’ve both been injured before, but never to this extent.
It’s the first time.
If it were Erina Taylor, any danger would have been eliminated by her.
But Erina Taylor is no longer here.
And both of them are so gravely wounded.
Even Slaughter is fragmented.
"I can give you a leave," Glenn Hutchinson said.
Flossie Wright declined.
After a pause, Flossie Wright’s expression gradually calmed, "There’s nothing I can do."
"You can wait."
His tone low, Glenn Hutchinson tightened his grip on her hand.
"It’s unnecessary."
Looking up, Flossie Wright rejected.
It’s unnecessary.
Flossie Wright is just Flossie Wright.
Training is just training.
No need to make exceptions, no need to get involved.
When Erina Taylor died, it was destined that she could only watch as an outsider.
It’s just—
Her gaze turned cold, the killing intent resurfacing.
— End of Chapter 1712 —