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Flossie Wright gave her a sidelong glance, her expression indifferent, saying nothing more.
Jocelyn Carrington was so angry she felt like she was about to have a heart attack.
Flossie Wright, oh Flossie Wright...
Even at a time like this, you can't tone down your infuriating behavior!
"Hmph."
With an irritated snort, Jocelyn Carrington furrowed her brows tightly, turning away with a chest full of fury.
"You wouldn't give up that easily," Flossie Wright said lazily, stopping after reaching her side and tilting her head to look at her. "Spill it, what's the reason?"
"There's no reason."
Jocelyn Carrington stubbornly spat out the words, firm and forceful.
"Then forget it."
Flossie Wright withdrew her gaze and shrugged her shoulders.
She walked toward the tent.
"Hey—"
Seeing her lift the tent flap, with no intention of asking further, Jocelyn Carrington immediately raised her voice to call her back.
Hesitating in her steps, Flossie Wright turned her head.
