As luck would have it, Glenn Hutchinson was still instigating by the side, sincerity seemingly painted on his face, "I have you guys to thank for that."
Flossie Wright frowned unhappily.
"Flossie Wright, your tent is set up."
Before Flossie could lash out, Rowdy Brightwill, who had been observing the situation all this while, walked over. As he spoke, he rested a hand on Flossie's shoulder, at the same time he glanced defiantly at Glenn Hutchinson.
However, Glenn Hutchinson who saw all of Rowdy's actions, didn't pay any attention to his provocations.
"Thank you."
Flossie responded casually and quickly got up from the ground and headed towards the tent that was already set up.
However, this cold reaction from her made Rowdy quite frustrated. He glared angrily at Flossie's retreating figure. Soon, he shot a glance towards Glenn Hutchinson, took a seat at Flossie's former spot.
"She's my fiancée." Rowdy Brightwill impatiently blurted out, with a hint of warning in his tone.
