Again, Secretary Tesdal already knew about this.
Sean started to daydream, then suddenly, he heard a loud roar.
"Who let you guys come here?"
Rosalynn instinctively stepped back, then looked up.
The sky was still tinted with the afterglow of the sunset. The breeze blew over the sea, gently mussing Rosalynn's hair.
Osborn, perched in a tree, watched the scene below.
His heart, after a moment of stillness, began to pound fiercely.
Rosalynn felt the wind messing up her hair. She frowned, brushing it out of her face. The flower tucked behind her ear fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Osborn immediately jumped down from the tree, wanting to pick up the fallen flower for her.
But as soon as he landed, a powerful fist flew towards his face.
After dodging it, a kick swiftly followed.
"Felix." A cold voice rang out.
The kick paused inches from his face, then reluctantly withdrew.
Osborn, still rattled, turned his attention back to Rosalynn.
"I just wanted to pick up this flower for you..." Before he could finish his sentence, Felix stepped back, accidentally crushing the flower underfoot.
Osborn went silent.
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