Chapter 692
Chapter 692 Story 023 Help from Master Pei (1)
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"Lend me your mobile phone."
Flossie Wright doesn’t beat around the bush.
Rowdy Brightwill was taken aback for a moment.
But, he quickly put two and two together.
Previously, when Flossie was in the cooking class, she wasn’t an official member, so it was normal for her to use her mobile phone. But once she and Becca Reyes became official members, their phones, like those of others, were all confiscated.
There were only two ways to get their phones back:
First, the training ends.
Or second, they leave halfway because of not meeting the standards.
Naturally, Flossie had to find another way.
"To call Glenn Hutchinson?"
Staring at Flossie, Rowdy Brightwill tentatively asked.
To Rowdy Brightwill, Glenn Hutchinson was the only threat. As long as Flossie wasn’t contacting Glenn Hutchinson, everything could be discussed.
Flossie denied.
It was easy to guess what Rowdy Brightwill was worried about.
She wouldn’t bother contacting Glenn Hutchinson for no reason.
Then, Rowdy Brightwill nodded decisively.
Considering that he wouldn’t bring his mobile phone during the joint action, Rowdy Brightwill ran back to the dormitory after agreeing, took his phone, and ran back.
Looking at Rowdy Brightwill, who was panting a little from the run, Flossie said thanks as she took his phone.
This time, she was being sincere, unlike the usual perfunctory manners.
Rowdy Brightwill was pleasantly surprised.
However, by the time he recovered, Flossie had already turned around and left.
"I’ll return it to you in the cafeteria."
Under the night sky, Flossie’s voice floated over leisurely.
Rowdy Brightwill slightly lifted his eyes, only to see Flossie slowly walking away, her phone flipping up and down in her hands, her movements seemed somewhat carefree.
It probably wasn’t a major issue.
With this thought in mind, Rowdy Brightwill didn’t feel the need to get to the root of the matter.
𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
In the early morning, the sky was still grey. There were already people running on the track, and the steady sound of their footsteps echoed, adding to the desolation of the base.
Flossie was leaning against a tree in the corner of the field.
The dense foliage hadn’t withered and half covered her body, making her indiscernible under the hazy light.
With a series of digit inputs, Flossie looked indifferent. The light from her phone screen lit up her face, making her skin seem even whiter.
The call was quickly picked up.
The icy cold voice matched the chilly morning temperature, making one shiver as it reached the eardrums.
He sounded somewhat impatient.
Obviously, being woken up this early would make anyone irritable.
"Help me out."
Flossie stated in a nonchalant tone, completely devoid of the consciousness of asking for a favor.
Phone brought to her ear, the screen that was previously lit abruptly dimmed, casting the corner into darkness.
There was silence on the other end for a while.
Flossie didn’t say a word either, waiting for a reply.
"What do you want me to do?"
The formerly unkind voice suddenly softened, carrying a hint of helplessness and indulgence.
The only other woman — apart from Erina Taylor — who could use such a tone with him didn’t come to mind.
"Help me check someone."
Flossie got straight to the point, hardly ever beating around the bush.
"From Eastlandia?"
Perry Reed questioned, his voice slightly heavy.
— End of Chapter 692 —