Chapter 783
Chapter 783, Story 042: Past-Life Cause of Death (2)
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The other party finishes speaking.
Perry Reed frowns, lifts his eyes, and looks at Flossie Wright.
Nodding, Flossie shrugs her shoulders.
Thus, Perry ends the call.
As for the woman on the other end of the phone, she can’t help but sigh at the sudden disconnection.
Typical. Used then discarded.
In the car.
Flossie rubs her chin, frowns, and falls into deep thought.
Without saying a word, Perry quietly drives the car, not mentioning anything about this affair that has nothing to do with him.
Uninterested.
"Hey." Rubbing her forehead, Flossie suddenly opens her mouth.
After some thought, Flossie turns her head, seemingly curious, "Haven’t you ever wondered why I would die?"
The hand gripping the steering wheel stiffens.
The red light ahead comes on, a lorry passes from the right.
Perry frowns and forcefully steps on the accelerator. The black Bentley shoots off, swiftly passing in front of the lorry in a terrifying and thrilling manner. It skims past several small cars, scaring the drivers into applying their brakes quickly.
After crossing the intersection, the black Bentley abruptly stops.
Accustomed to not wearing seatbelts, Flossie quickly buckles up as soon as she senses something wrong. Even during this sudden acceleration and abrupt stop, she remains unscathed.
"What happened!"
Just as she regains her senses, a low angry voice resounds from beside her.
Turning her head, Perry has his hand on the wheel, his fingers tightly gripped as if he could crush it. His eyebrows are tightly knitted, his eyes filled with anger, his face expressionless as he stares at her, a strong oppressive aura bearing down on her.
Flossie looks up and through the car window, she sees a traffic police officer coming from the opposite street.
Suppressing her emotions, Flossie orders in a deep voice.
His pupils shrink and his hand has already grabbed her shoulder. Perry angrily asks, "What happened!"
It’s not that there’s never been suspicion.
Erina Taylor has been practicing martial arts from a young age and is highly skilled. Coupled with years of experience, it wasn’t easy to harm her under normal circumstances, otherwise, she wouldn’t have reached such a position.
No flaws could be found.
She was alone, trapped in a dangerous situation, fighting against hundreds of enemies in hand-to-hand combat. No matter how strong she was, she wasn’t able to withstand it.
Moreover, even though she was alone, she had destroyed most of the enemy army, only failing to escape in the end.
Frowning, Flossie looks down slightly. In a firm voice, she says, "It’s nothing."
As soon as she finishes, she sits back, her posture upright, her gaze fixed straight ahead.
She never intended to discuss this with Perry in the first place. She was just curious because her emotions were a bit jumbled when the topic of Daisy Deacon and Andrew’s upcoming wedding had been mentioned.
Actually, she just wanted to ask if Daisy Deacon had ever suspected anything.
But, Perry can never know about this.
His private relationship with her was fine, and he was somewhat acquainted with Daisy Deacon too. But the relationships between the two mercenary corps were not good. If he genuinely attempted to harm Andrew, it would completely sever the relations between the two mercenary corps.
There’s no need.
However, her indifferent response makes Perry even more concerned. Danger lurks within his deep eyes. He enunciates every word, "Erina Taylor, do you think I’m a fool?"
No response from her.
Flossie leans back in her seat, her eyes fixed straight ahead, her lack of response hinting at her seeming indifference.
The hand gripping her shoulder, distinct with bone, applies pressure, making Flossie frown. It’s quite painful.
Before joining the army, this body had not undergone any training, and the bones were fragile. Her slender figure meant that there was barely any meat on her shoulders. The bones could be felt with just a touch, fragile as if they could be crushed with minimal force.
— End of Chapter 783 —