Chapter 15, Episode 007: The Fiancé(2)

Looking around at the stunned faces, after Drake Easton did not see a flaw on anyone's face, he growled irritably and sternly, sending Group Two members scuttling to tidy their bunks as quickly as possible.

Next, Drake walked straight to Flossie Wright's side. His poker face revealing no emotion, he pointed at her bunk, "Take off the blanket and fold it again in front of me!"

Flossie's eyes flickered but she didn't make any additional movements. Instead, she displayed an inherently nonchalant demeanor as she replied at a leisurely pace, "Yes!".

Ever since she outsmarted Drake yesterday, Flossie had a hunch about what would happen today. To be prepared, she woke up half an hour earlier than usual and made sure her personal affairs were in order beforehand.

Of course, she wouldn't make the same mistake twice. It was only a blanket after all. Conquering it wouldn't require too much effort. By the second round, she had already reached the point where there was nothing more to find fault with.

Casually removing the blanket from her bunk, Flossie unfolded it with confidence under the gaze of everyone present. In the face of various hidden scrutinizing glances, she began folding the blanket step by step. Every move was precise. Even under Drake's watchful gaze, her hands didn't waver once. She folded the blanket swiftly and flawlessly, her standard actions on par with the squad leader's.

"This..." The squad leader, who was the first to finish tidying up, stared at Flossie's seamless performance and ended up completely stupefied.

It wasn't just her, the entirety of Group Two were amazed by Flossie's effortless blanket folding movements, something they themselves strived to achieve. And this was the same Flossie who once struggled mightily with the task.

As Flossie completed the final step, everything went silent in the room.

"Well, not bad."

Suddenly, Rowdy Brightwill, who had watched the entire process, leisurely stepped forward, his handsome face and intriguing smile radiating brilliance.

The female soldiers, who had already noticed him, turned their gaze towards him unabashedly after he spoke. Seeing his handsome face ignited a gleam in their eyes.

Any man in military uniform is irresistibly handsome. This one had not only a dashing appearance but also a soft smile that easily won over the hearts of many women. His upright demeanor and heroic posture were simply captivating.

Rowdy Brightwill was rather delicate-looking. His features were as if meticulously carved. One look at him and one would lament that it was a pity for him not to be a celebrity. At the same time, he didn't possess the softness of a woman. Perhaps because he had been in the militia, his demeanor was sharp, and when he donned his military outfit, he only exuded the tenacity and iron will unique to a soldier. The masculine aura emanating from him was bound to make any woman's heart race.

That's why he immediately became the talk of the town amongst the female soldiers when he arrived yesterday.

Having put down her blanket, Flossie turned her head slightly to see Rowdy Brightwill's enchanting face overlapping with a certain image in her mind.

Oh, her fiancé.

A subtle hint of amusement flickered through her eyes. With her glossy eyes gently rotating, she glanced at Rowdy Brightwill's handsome face for two seconds before naturally shifting her gaze towards Drake. Raising her eyebrow, she asked with a light air, "Sergeant, did I pass?"

Drake Easton looked at her with a strange expression, the look in his eyes ever-changing, before finally managing to croak out amidst the curious gazes around him, "You pass."

Flossie looked at him nonchalantly, a deeper hint of amusement in her eyes.