"Was it you who messed with the Mercenary Corps?" Flossie Wright asked coldly, her eyebrows knitted tightly together.
The words fell, silent.
However, no response came.
Flossie Wright frowned more deeply.
After a long moment, Perry Reed on the other end of the phone finally spoke slowly, "Decided to switch on your phone?"
"..."
Flossie Wright's eyelids twitched.
Damn!
She'd completely forgotten about the trick she played on him yesterday!
Her hand gripping the phone tightened as Flossie Wright said coldly, "Answer me first."
"Give me an explanation first," Perry Reed replied just as icily.
"Perry Reed!" Flossie Wright shouted emphatically.
"Erina Taylor!"
Perry Reed's voice was crystal clear but laced with bone-chilling coldness.
"I understand."
Taking a deep breath, Flossie Wright subdued the light in her eyes, ready to hang up the phone.
She never wanted Perry Reed to interfere in her affairs.
Especially not in Eastlandia.
