Moreover, after returning, she had more to deal with.
The sky was barely bright, perhaps to save energy, all the lights outside were turned off.
However, not far from the tent, a sports car was parked, the familiar black Bentley, standing out awkwardly from its surroundings.
In the dim view, one could faintly see a tall figure standing by the car door, standing in the shadows, with only the black outline visible.
But Flossie quickly recognized it.
Perry Reed.
Clearly, he had been waiting for quite some time.
"Get in."
"What about breakfast?"
Walking over, Flossie asked, her voice carrying a hint of languor.
Seeing Flossie's taken-for-granted demeanor, Perry Reed's eyebrows raised slightly before he turned from the driver's seat to fetch some breakfast and tossed it to Flossie.
"Thanks."
After catching it, Flossie felt half awake, turned around, and walked around the front of the car towards the passenger seat.
Open the door, close the door.
Actions crisp and swift.
