Chapter 1785
Chapter 1785: Escaping from Glenn Hutchinson’s Palm (1)
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The next day.
Flossie Wright got up very early, but Glenn Hutchinson got up even earlier, leaving no opportunity for Flossie.
He followed her closely.
Using an excuse, Flossie went into the bathroom, sent a message to Adelaide quickly, and then hid her phone before walking out.
Glenn Hutchinson didn’t notice anything.
"What are your plans for today?"
After breakfast, Glenn Hutchinson asked Flossie.
In fact, he hoped Flossie had no plans and would stay at the hotel all day playing games. He would rather accompany her, as Flossie could cause trouble for him at any time.
"Going to the gymnasium," Flossie said casually.
The shoulder injury had almost recovered, and it wouldn’t affect her leaving the hospital now. She just needed to be careful, mild pain wasn’t a problem. It shouldn’t be overexerted, but it wouldn’t affect daily life too much.
Of course, in her current condition, surviving in the wild would still be problematic. She needed to practice as much as possible.
Glenn Hutchinson half-heartedly nodded at the suggestion.
"Let’s go."
Flossie clapped her hands and quickly stood up.
Glenn Hutchinson followed suit, closely behind Flossie.
Since Flossie said those words yesterday, Glenn Hutchinson couldn’t relax his vigilance around this woman at all.
She must always appear within his field of vision to feel at ease.
After all—
With Flossie’s ability, a few seconds of distraction could let her escape without a trace.
"Where’s Marcel Smith?"
On the way, Flossie asked Glenn Hutchinson casually.
"Leaving this afternoon."
Upon mentioning this person, Glenn Hutchinson frowned slightly.
If it weren’t for him, Flossie wouldn’t have gotten herself into trouble.
Flossie nodded.
That troublemaker should have left long ago.
Last night, while playing games on the hotel computer, Flossie chatted briefly with Marcel Smith in-game. Amid all the miscellaneous conversation, she only learned that Marcel Smith wanted to ask her something.
It wasn’t much, just wanted to ask about what happens to the relatives of a mafia boss if caught, and whether they would be implicated and jailed together.
Flossie couldn’t be bothered with him and directly blocked him, continuing to play games for another half hour.
𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞
She didn’t ask him when he was leaving.
She remembered today and casually asked Glenn Hutchinson.
"This is near the Borderland, right?"
Opening the car window, Flossie looked at the street outside and asked Glenn Hutchinson in a light tone.
"Hmm." Glenn Hutchinson responded.
"Next door, it’s chaotic, right."
With a slight lift of her eyelids, Flossie seemed to ask nonchalantly.
Glenn Hutchinson glanced at her and continued to respond.
Borderland Country has been chaotic, not a matter of just one or two days, and of course, everyone knows this.
It’s just—
He didn’t know why Flossie was asking about this.
"Does the force here have any dealings with them?" Not continuing with other questions, Flossie promptly got to the point.
Glenn Hutchinson raised his eyebrows.
Looking at her somewhat inexplicably, Glenn Hutchinson frowned slightly, then said, "You know this better than I do."
"Oh?" Flossie seemed surprised, blinked, and quickly asked, "I should know?"
Pretending not to understand.
Of course, with her current identity, she could only know the superficial parts.
— End of Chapter 1785 —