Until the last day of Flossie Wright's holiday, she finally received a call from Adelaide.
It was directly the hotel room phone.
"Hello, long time no see."
As soon as she answered the phone, Adelaide's semi-fluent Eastlandian came from the other end.
The signal over there seemed not very good, even the voice was intermittent.
Flossie raised an eyebrow.
"Anything else?" Flossie casually asked.
"It should be you who has something," Adelaide leisurely replied.
"Oh?"
Flossie seemed quite interested and raised her tone.
"Aren't you curious about that unreasonable 'Saughter'?" Adelaide's tone was peculiar.
"You know?" Flossie squinted her eyes.
"Of course."
As if not accustomed to speaking Eastlandian, Adelaide switched back to English.
"What's going on?" Flossie knowingly fell into her "trap."
Adelaide lured her step by step, naturally letting her ask herself, but Flossie was more interested in Saughter, so saying a few words following Adelaide's lead wasn't a big deal.
