Chapter 1760
Chapter 1760: As Shameless as Hutchinson (1)
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Glenn Hutchinson’s tone was steady.
One word, fulfilling Flossie Wright’s request.
At the same time, it also decided Flossie’s current stay or leave.
After Harris Caleb discussed with Darion Griffin, he had already decided to accept Flossie’s conditions.
𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Although providing such treatment to Flossie would consume manpower and resources, Flossie was injured by the Forces’ people after all, and the Forces were already at a disadvantage with her. As long as she could complete the training mission within the designated time, this expenditure was considered reasonable for them.
The important thing was that Harris had reviewed all of Flossie’s evaluations and had already determined that keeping Flossie was worthwhile.
In the end, Harris left the decision to Glenn Hutchinson.
Ultimately, these were the soldiers Glenn Hutchinson had brought along.
He had thoroughly reviewed each person’s situation, observing every bit of growth.
He was the Captain, and deciding who stays or goes was Glenn Hutchinson’s responsibility.
Harris was merely forced to intervene.
As long as Glenn Hutchinson gave a result before Flossie’s discharge, Harris wouldn’t inquire further into other matters.
Glenn and Flossie didn’t continue their conversation.
Glenn left quietly.
Flossie, who planned to take a walk in the hospital, canceled her plan due to Glenn’s appearance and stayed in the ward for a nap.
She didn’t wake up until six o’clock.
And she was woken by the knocking sound.
Knock knock knock knock knock...
The incessant knocking sound, without a pause, made Flossie frown deeply.
"Get in here."
Turning over and getting up, Flossie spoke coldly.
Hence, the noise outside the door immediately ceased.
Raising her brow, Flossie waited for someone to come in.
After waiting for about ten seconds, no sound of the door opening was heard.
Frowning irritably, Flossie got out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked towards the door.
As soon as she pulled the door open, a tall figure stood in front, blocking her view.
Almost instinctively, Flossie stepped back half a step, then looked up at the visitor.
It was still...
Glenn Hutchinson.
Without a coat, but in a shirt, still handsome and charming with a cold demeanor, yet at that moment, with slightly lowered eyes, there was a hint of gentleness in his features.
He was holding a thermal container in his hand.
And not far from him, Marcel Smith was grimacing, holding his wrist, his handsome face wrinkled, yet under Glenn’s pressure, not daring to make any noise.
Glenn certainly wouldn’t knock like that, so the one who had knocked so insistently was undoubtedly Marcel.
Flossie nonchalantly withdrew her gaze.
Serves him right.
She also felt like hitting him.
"You guys chat, I’ll come back later."
Marcel, tears in his eyes from the pain, waved his hand at Flossie, trying to appear calm.
And, in a rather flamboyant manner.
Glenn gave him a cold glance.
Marcel immediately shut up, winked at Flossie, and then limped away on his crutches.
Flossie didn’t bother with him.
"Bringing food?"
Standing at the door, Flossie raised her brows slightly, looking at Glenn as she asked.
Glenn responded.
"No need." Flossie held the door, raising her hand to close it.
— End of Chapter 1760 —