Chapter 646
Chapter 646: Episode 011 Embarrassing Cooking Skills (6)
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Flossie Wright didn’t manage to visit the vegetable field.
On the way to the field, she had to pass through the dormitory.
However, as soon as she approached, she heard the argument between Neal Thompson and Yvonne Watson, inevitably causing her to halt.
Ever since the previous quarrel between Neal and Yvonne, their relationship had irreparably broken, with the cold war persisting till now, even any necessary communication was full of icy words.
Flossie, preoccupied with training and the vegetable field, hadn’t paid much attention to them, her knowledge of the situation merely superficial.
This time, the fight seemed extremely fierce.
Briefly stopping in her tracks, Flossie couldn’t help but feel puzzled, yet still decided to head back to the dormitory.
"Crash——"
Just as she arrived at the door, the violent sound of a cup smashing onto the floor echoed.
"Neal Thompson, have you gone mad?!"
Yvonne’s hair was tousled, dressed only in an inner shirt and pants, not even wearing socks, her bare feet on the cold floor, her cheeks flushing in anger.
Standing before her was Neal, comparatively neat in appearance, but evidently equally irate, her chest heaving with fury, her red eyes glaring at Yvonne.
At their feet was a deformed, crushed steel cup.
Becca Reyes was sitting in bed, still covered in her blanket, rubbing her irritated eyes groggily, an unusual flush on her face, slight rage evident in her drowsy eyes.
Clearly, she had been awakened abruptly.
"Everyone is busy keeping the new year vigil, not slacking. Even the two newcomers are busy working. Are you telling me you are too delicate, too precious, that you can just sleep while others work?!"
Neal raged, her fury intense, yelling at Yvonne with power.
With her fists clenched tight, Yvonne glared at her, then hastily charged at Neal, grabbing her collar and pointing at Becca’s bed.
"Are you blind? Becca Reyes is also sleeping, why are you only targeting me? Do you fucking think I’m easy to bully?!"
As she shouted, Yvonne was aggressively shaking Neal, the petite figure somehow possessing enough force to leave a normally athletic Neal unable to resist.
Having finally caught on, Neal felt a bit dizzy observing a seemingly crazed Yvonne, feeling somewhat intimidated as well.
Regaining some control, Neal barked viciously, "Let go of me! Yvonne Watson, I’m telling you one last time, let go of me ——"
The sharp sound of a slap suddenly echoed.
Stopping all argument in the room.
Yvonne, in bewilderment, held onto her slapped cheek, her slightly lofted eyes seemingly still in a daze, taking some time to react.
Neal’s lifted hand was still in the air, looking at Yvonne’s suddenly reddened half-face, also feeling a bit flustered.
This time, Becca was thoroughly awake.
The room once again fell into silence.
A silence as still as death.
Not long after, Yvonne, finally reacting, suddenly burst into tears with a "wah".
Neal was inevitably panicked.
"Creak——"
The half-open door was pushed open, the abrupt sound attracting much attention.
Except for Yvonne on the floor weeping, both Neal and Becca turned simultaneously towards the door.
Flossie was standing there.
The cool breeze flowed in, the person at the door was backlit, shrouded in a faint fringe of light.
Neal’s heart sharply tightened.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt."
The cool voice came with the wind, sending chills down one’s spine upon entering the ears.
Neal had always been somewhat afraid of Flossie, now that she was caught in the act, all she could do was retract her hand awkwardly, unable to hide her inner panic.
— End of Chapter 646 —