"That's for you two to deal with." Perry Reed's tone was icy.
"What do you want to do?" Flossie Wright suddenly squinted her eyes warily.
"That's my business."
Speaking coldly, Perry Reed left her directly, walking towards the outside of the Campsite.
Flossie Wright stayed where she was.
Watching Perry Reed's departing back, her brows furrowed tightly.
She had already made things clear; Perry Reed couldn't do anything to Glenn Hutchinson, so she couldn't figure out what Perry Reed intended to do.
At present, the most important thing was to make things clear to Ice.
Hence, after pondering for a moment, Flossie Wright did not follow him and instead turned around and headed directly to the Tent.
When she returned, Belinda Nichols and Ice were already waiting outside the Tent.
The two stood like guardians on either side, their cold expressions almost identical, with not a word exchanged between them. The atmosphere was so stiff that even Flossie Wright felt a bit awkward.
