"I think he wouldn't want to accompany you either."
With a smile on her lips, Flossie Wright looked at her, her eyes a faint color.
She was always protective.
Towards Mariana Buck, she had no hostility, but if the other party looked down on Perry Reed or targeted him, she wouldn't stand idly by.
The human heart, after all, tends to be biased.
How Perry Reed treated her, she had a clear understanding, and how she treated Perry Reed was their private matter.
But if someone else had complaints about Perry Reed, she definitely wouldn't just stand by and watch.
"..."
Mariana Buck looked stiff, glanced at her, but didn't speak again.
However, the aura between the two suddenly turned tense and serious.
And—
Sensing the strangeness of the atmosphere and the smell of gunpowder in the air,
Sandy Cruz raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over them.
Then, he withdrew his look, dealing with it indifferently.
