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Chapter 138

Chapter 138

Chapter 138

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The next day, Flora came to the river as usual to collect water and saw many people gathered by the stream.

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They were at the spot where she and Quinlyn had been the night before. She was startled and reluctantly approached, only to find them pointing at something in the water.

“This is a filter, right? Who made it? It looks great.”

“Now the water downstream will be much cleaner for doing laundry.”

Flora listened to the chatter, staring at the three–layered gravel in the fine net, which formed a natural filter from coarse to fine.

Colorful flowers from the oasis decorated the net. The women fetching water picked a flower each; some pinned them in their hair, others took them home as decorations.

Flora also took one. The bright yellow flower contrasted with the usual drabness, reminding her of a dress she once had.

In spring, walking out of the department store, the wind would lift her skirt, and the street seemed filled with flowers.

She suddenly wished her daughter could see this flower and that scenic spot.

Quinlyn, as an undercover agent, was always patient, especially with Barrow, a local tyrant. In a short time, he wouldn’t trust her enough to show her any confidential files.

So Quinlyn behaved every day, arriving at nine a.m. sharp to clean the tent, take out the trash, and then sit at the entrance, gazing at the oasis and sipping coffee.

look. “I thought you were here to rise to the second–in–command, not to become a middle–aged man at such a

before taking a sip. Bill was so annoyed he wanted to smash the coffee

I kind of like her attitude,” Barrow,

understanding Barrow’s preferences, could only force a smile and enter. “Barrow, this is the cargo Ms. Lynch delivered this

the door, and saw Quinlyn had moved a bit further away, which pleased him. “Is the guy

just an ordinary person,” Bill

comes at a cost. Wasn’t she after Josh’s line last time? You

along to toughen her up,”

I’ll go collect the goods right

tent, Bill saw Quinlyn catching crickets in the

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beside him, kept her eyes lowered, eyeing the meat in their bowls and swallowing saliva

unable to bear her gaze, said, “Alright, have some. You’ll be on a

Quinly

another word, began eating, and stuffed two pounds of lamb into her mouth, much to Barrow’s

be like you, often hungry, and would eat anything tasty without restraint,” Barrow said, “It’s a pity that later on, when her life improved and she came here occasionally, she already found

this, his eyes showed a hint of nostalgia. Quinlyn remained

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