Chapter 1774
Chapter 1774: For Every One of You That Comes, I’ll Kill One (Part 2)
618 words
•
4 min read
After a moment, Flossie Wright retracted her gaze and leaned back lazily, "Suit yourself."
This meant she accepted Glenn Hutchinson’s proposal.
It wasn’t long before breakfast was delivered, and after the two of them had a simple meal, they left the hotel together.
Glenn Hutchinson drove Flossie Wright to the Gymnasium, but midway, they stopped by a Coffee House. He returned after five minutes with two fitness cards in his hand.
Taking the fitness cards handed over by Glenn Hutchinson, Flossie Wright leaned casually against the back of her chair and glanced a few more times in the direction of the Coffee House.
Just moments ago, she had seen Glenn Hutchinson meeting up with a man in a suit.
The guy looked quite handsome.
There wasn’t any intimate action, just a simple exchange of a few words before Glenn Hutchinson took the items and left.
Everyone more or less has some friends. Although Glenn Hutchinson was cold and reserved, Flossie Wright had already witnessed his connections, so she didn’t doubt his relationship with the man. It was just a casual tease.
But, unexpectedly—
Glenn Hutchinson responded along with her words.
His reply was crisp and straightforward, as if it perfectly aligned with what he thought.
Flossie Wright raised an eyebrow suddenly, giving him a sideways glance—a bit as if she was looking at a nutcase.
"Don’t worry, though. You’re the main one," Glenn Hutchinson turned to look at her, a slight smile in his eyes, and explained, "He’s just my portable ATM."
"..." There was a moment of silence. Flossie Wright squinted her eyes, touching her chin with her fingers, she asked with a smile, "He provides the money, you sell yourself?"
"No," Glenn Hutchinson said nonchalantly, raising an eyebrow, "This face is enough."
Saying that, he started the car.
He didn’t really care how Flossie Wright reacted.
The cheek of shameless people.
Flossie Wright’s mouth twitched.
She took a few good looks at Glenn Hutchinson.
Glenn Hutchinson, who had already started the car, was angled towards her, focusing on reversing the vehicle.
The morning light had just risen, casting beams of light through the front glass. The diffracted light was soft, brushing against his side profile, adding a gentle, warm hue to his already handsome face, making it particularly pleasing to the eyes.
Someone like him must be outrageously good-looking to the point of being envied by both gods and men.
Good-looking, with a firm, steely, and cool appearance, decisive in actions, with hardly any flaws aside from being reserved.
Of course, just being reserved alone gave Flossie Wright enough reasons to pick out plenty of flaws.
With such good looks, if Glenn Hutchinson ever quit the Forces, he’d be welcomed anywhere.
Considering his looks, earning money with his face seems quite reasonable.
Heaven sure isn’t fair. Having a good shell alone commands attention and often brings advantages while even just walking down the Main Street.
Focused on driving, Glenn Hutchinson was completely oblivious to Flossie Wright’s inner musings, dutifully playing the role of her driver as he took her to the Gymnasium.
At the same time—
He also dutifully accompanied her inside.
Having already noticed someone following them, and aware there was no way of getting rid of Glenn Hutchinson at this time, Flossie Wright tacitly accepted his presence.
However, once inside the Gymnasium, after being introduced to her trainer, Flossie Wright easily tossed Glenn Hutchinson aside.
It wasn’t intentional since everyone has their expertise. While Glenn Hutchinson’s professional skills in the Forces had to be acknowledged, someone accustomed to the Training Ground might not be completely familiar with the Gymnasium environment.
— End of Chapter 1774 —