Chapter 964
Chapter 964: Your Sniper Is Not Worthy of Her (3)_1
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"When?" Flossie Wright raised an eyebrow.
"I’m busy."
Flossie Wright was quite annoyed.
"You’re available," Glenn Hutchinson said indifferently.
... Pausing, Flossie Wright stared at him, trying to read even a hint of emotion on his face, but all she saw was that stubbornness. After a while, Flossie Wright nodded decisively, "Fine!"
She wouldn’t go up against a rascal with a hard approach.
But as soon as she finished speaking, she walked towards the outside.
Glenn Hutchinson lifted his leg and followed.
Not leaving her side for even a step.
Flossie Wright was both amused and irritated by him, and she had no choice but to go with it.
Cooking class.
Having gotten leave for the evening, Flossie, with her personality, naturally wouldn’t go to the classroom and play the "good student."
Because she missed dinner tending to an injury, and considering the training next day, she had to figure out a way to get something to eat.
Since the veteran soldiers arrived, and with Flossie herself being the captain, fearing that others might catch her off-guard, she hadn’t used the backdoor of the cooking class for a while.
This time was different.
With Glenn Hutchinson there.
As soon as they entered, they saw Captain Lin organizing kitchen utensils, and a few others washing dishes and chopsticks.
Seeing the two of them, everyone immediately stopped what they were doing, their eyebrows danced with excitement, and they began to whisper amongst themselves.
"Why are you here?"
Captain Lin stopped his activity and asked Glenn Hutchinson.
He was very surprised.
Right now, he should either be in Vernon or have already gone back. It was impossible for him to be here.
"Here to see her."
Turning his head, Glenn Hutchinson looked at Flossie Wright and stated plainly.
For some reason, Captain Lin’s expression became particularly unsightly.
Soon, Captain Lin’s demeanor softened a bit as he asked coldly, "Here for something to eat?"
Glenn Hutchinson nodded.
"What do you want to eat?"
Asking grumpily, Captain Lin went straight to the pile of ingredients.
Since they had come, how could he not feed them?
So, Glenn Hutchinson ordered a few dishes, all to Flossie Wright’s taste.
Captain Lin took the ingredients and was ready to cook for them.
The others, somewhat afraid of Glenn Hutchinson, even if they were quite pleased to see Flossie Wright, still had the sense to make themselves scarce and diligently washed the dishes.
Flossie Wright had intended to help chop the vegetables, but after realizing her left hand was injured, she contentedly sat on the stone bench outside, downloaded a mobile game on Glenn Hutchinson’s phone to play, and prepared to enjoy the fruits of someone else’s labor.
Glenn Hutchinson went to help.
After about ten minutes—
"Flossie Wright?"
A cold, questioning voice reached her ears. Flossie’s hand paused slightly, and the screen immediately flashed the words "GAME OVER."
With a lazy raise of her eyebrows, Flossie Wright tilted her head to look, only to see Neal Thompson’s serious, angry, and dark face.
"What’s up?"
Her tone rising slightly, Flossie Wright asked in a light voice.
Looking at Neal Thompson in front of her, with furrowed brows, a gloomy face full of annoyance and displeasure, Flossie Wright couldn’t help but remember Becca Reyes mentioning that the person she least wanted to see in the cooking class was this very individual before her.
In fact, Flossie also didn’t want to see her.
Neal Thompson also looked at her, and his heart was equally irritated.
Half an hour before, Mia Lawson had run over to her, crying about how Flossie Wright had targeted her, how she wasn’t even allowed to treat the injured, and how the instructor was always defending her.
In a moment of impulse, she sabotaged the rope used for Flossie Wright’s training, causing Flossie to suffer a minor injury.
— End of Chapter 964 —