"Goodbye."
With a lift of her eyebrows, Flossie Wright didn't want to argue with him, and as soon as her voice fell, she deftly hung up the phone.
"..."
On the other end, Perry Reed had no time to get angry before he heard the sound of the phone hanging up; his face instantly darkened, and uncontainable fury burst from the depths of his eyes.
Erina Taylor!
You had better not fall for him!
The grip on his phone tightened slightly, and Perry Reed radiated a dangerous aura that sent shivers down the spine.
...
After hanging up,
Flossie Wright bowed her head slightly, pursing her lips as she looked at her phone.
Her brows knitted together; her thoughts were in chaos.
Glenn Hutchinson...
She shouldn't be thinking about him.
Yet whenever something happened, her thoughts inevitably drifted to him.
This subconscious thought, when fully confronted, always startled her inexplicably.
She felt somewhat irritated.
"Flossie Wright!"
Suddenly, an angry voice came from behind her.
