Yet, it was only after Flossie Wright had disappeared at the end of the street that he slowly turned and walked into the bustling crowd.
...
After parting ways.
Flossie Wright made a call to Perry Reed.
Twenty minutes later, Flossie Wright saw his black Aventador pull up beside her on the road, staggeringly handsome.
Standing beside it, Flossie Wright didn't move.
Soon, the car door opened, and Perry Reed, dressed in a dark brown trench coat, stepped out.
Walking up to Flossie Wright.
His face was stormy, his gaze ominous, his presence intimidating, and the oppressive aura was incredibly strong. He was like a devil from hell, exuding evil and danger all over.
"Are you angry?"
In a foul mood herself, Flossie Wright couldn't help but chuckle upon seeing Perry Reed suppressing his fury.
She looked utterly carefree.
