At that moment, Crimson noticed the message had been read and shot over another one.
Crimson: Is it still working out?
Connor, with a blank expression, typed away.
Hit send.
[I'm Connor.]
*Thud—*
Crimson's phone slipped from her hand to the floor.
She stared at those five words, completely taken aback.
What the heck!
How could it be Connor!
Connor erased all the messages Crimson had sent before putting the phone back in its spot.
Then, he pulled out his own phone from his pocket and dialed Moss.
"Find something for Crimson to do. She's been living a bit too footloose and fancy-free lately."
It was one thing for him to be carefree.
But dragging his girl into it?
No way he's letting anyone lead his girl astray.
"Boss, but she's Ms. Flora's friend..." Moss hesitated.
Ms. Flora's friends were off-limits.
Connor's face didn't change a bit: "That's why you need to be discreet. Flora can't know."
Right then, Flora stepped out of the shower, and Connor quickly hung up.
Fresh from the bath, her hair slightly damp, her smooth skin glowing with a rosy allure, she brought a fresh scent with her as she walked by.
Connor's throat tightened.
...
February 6th.
Time to head to the medical base.
The weather had warmed up a bit, but snow still blanketed the ground.
Raul and Henrik both cleared their schedules, got up at the crack of dawn, and joined Connor to see Flora off at the airport.
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