Chapter 1745
Chapter 1745: You Are Not Her, You Can’t Choose for Her (1)
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The door was slowly pushed open.
Flossie Wright, leaning against the pillow, sat half up in bed and looked toward the outside of the door.
Sure enough, she caught sight of Glenn Hutchinson’s figure.
The door was halfway open, and he stood at the entrance, his posture upright.
The interior lights were bright, and his eyebrows and expression were clearly visible in the light.
His usual stern expression, his face emotionless, but at the instant their eyes met, you could clearly see a fluctuation in his eyes.
Not seen for a few days, he looked a bit haggard.
Flossie watched him without speaking, her expression indifferent, unchanged.
𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
Without stepping inside, Glenn Hutchinson raised his hand to touch the light switch and slightly pushed it. The light suddenly dimmed.
"Go to sleep early."
A steady voice came from the darkness, carrying no emotion or fluctuation.
In an instant of sight, it plunged into darkness.
Everything around was entirely shrouded by the darkness, and Flossie couldn’t see anything at all.
After a slight pause, Flossie withdrew her gaze, responding with indifference, "Hmm."
The voice fell silent.
It seemed as if at that moment, everything stood still.
Nothing could be heard beside the occasional breath and the passing breeze.
A while later.
The door closed.
A soft sound followed by footsteps coming from the other side of the door.
Step by step, the footsteps grew further away.
Moments later, Flossie lowered her gaze, a faint smile curving her lips.
Glenn Hutchinson...
You lame duck.
Rolling her eyes, Flossie fell onto the bed and turned over to sleep.
Avoiding the sight of the duty nurse, Glenn Hutchinson slipped silently away from the hospital.
On Main Street, the evening wind blew gently, the temperature dropping.
Near midnight, there were no traces of pedestrians, and the occasional vehicle speeding by on the road sped off even faster.
Glenn Hutchinson wore casual clothes but had taken off his jacket, just wearing a shirt. The cold wind blew against him, with a slight chill, but he seemed not to care at all.
Nothing was known for how long until his phone buzzed with a ringtone.
After a slight pause, Glenn Hutchinson took out his phone. Without looking at the contact name, he answered the call.
"It’s been discussed."
Harris Caleb’s voice came from the other end.
Looking at the streetlights, Glenn Hutchinson responded without change.
Harris Caleb, who usually disliked trouble, had managed to negotiate with Darion Griffin until now; it was indeed quite rare.
"Flossie Wright proposed a condition," Harris Caleb said slowly.
"What?" Glenn Hutchinson asked solemnly.
After a brief pause, Harris Caleb quickly replied, "Seven wilderness survival courses in one month."
Seven wilderness survival courses.
Desert, ocean, jungle, glacier, polar region, grassland, swamp.
Only a total of seven courses scheduled.
Each lasting seven days, followed by a day for adjustment, which means the other trainees have eight days to complete and rest.
The time Flossie Wright lost due to recovering from her injury would be entirely made up in the upcoming training.
One month, seven wilderness survival courses; none of the Aaron Doom team members have attempted such a challenge.
"Do you want to agree?" Glenn Hutchinson frowned and asked.
"If she can complete it, why wouldn’t I agree?" Harris Caleb countered.
As long as it doesn’t delay their training, no matter how long Flossie rests, it’s enough if she completes it within the stipulated time.
— End of Chapter 1745 —