Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot-Chapter 659 - 658: Fiona Sutton, Wait for Me to Come Back
Fiona Sutton finished speaking all in one breath, her chest heaving. She didn’t know whether it was from running just now or from being angry.
On the other end of the phone, a hint of a smile crossed Yancy Hastings’ face, and his wheat-colored skin couldn’t hide his emotions.
"It’s me."
"Uh..." Fiona Sutton was taken aback. It’s actually Yancy Hastings?
Once again, she looked at the incoming call display. It was clearly a local landline.
"Damn it! Why didn’t you say so earlier? You wasted my breath!"
She had been waiting for his phone call, but when she received it, she didn’t show a pleasant demeanor.
Yancy Hastings held the phone. Behind him stood three military men in the same Camouflage Suits, obviously all waiting for him to finish the call.
"I was in the middle of a mission earlier but got called back. Now I have to go somewhere else."
He suddenly spoke. Fiona Sutton, who was sitting on the bench, was taken aback.
Huh? So? What is this tactless man trying to express?
"Fiona, as per usual, before each mission, we have three minutes to call our family."
His voice suddenly deepened.
Usually, he wouldn’t call. His family had military members for generations, and everyone knew this rule. Indeed, whenever he left for a mission, the first person to know was not him, but his father.
But this time, he suddenly wanted to call Fiona Sutton and hear her voice again.
He didn’t tell her that for soldiers like them fighting on the front lines, every pre-mission call might be their last words.
"Then what the hell are you calling me for?"
Fiona Sutton rolled her eyes. Shouldn’t he call his family?
Huh? Why do I feel like there’s more to what Yancy Hastings is saying? Was I... being proposed to?
Blinking in disbelief, I must be overthinking.
"I don’t know. Fiona, wait for me."
His voice was slightly hoarse.
Before Fiona Sutton could even react, the phone call ended.
When she tried to call back, the line was busy.
"Oh, crap! Has Yancy Hastings lost his mind?" He suddenly spewed all that nonsense, and she didn’t even know how to respond.
Looking at the call log, it was exactly three minutes.
Fiona Sutton was taken aback. Remembering that he had mentioned having three minutes to make a call, she suddenly wondered, Was he forced to hang up?
DING—
A message notification. When Fiona Sutton opened her inbox, she found a deposit of one hundred thousand USD in her bank account.
Fiona Sutton’s eyes widened. She suddenly remembered that when she had just received the call earlier, she had mentioned having only a little over a hundred USD left...
It couldn’t be Yancy Hastings who transferred the money, could it?
Often, the truth was just like that.
Yancy Hastings hadn’t revealed any mission-related information to her, including this life-threatening one.
As he walked out the Grand Gate, he saw Zion Hastings, the commander-in-chief, standing there.
Under the sunlight, he was dressed in a formal uniform, vastly different from Yancy Hastings’ Camouflage Suit. The formal uniform was adorned with countless medals that shimmered brilliantly.
"Commander-in-Chief!"
Yancy Hastings gave a standard salute, then stood ramrod straight, awaiting instructions.
Zion Hastings returned the salute, his back perfectly straight, watching him.
"For this mission, our country has selected the top four special forces soldiers from the elite. I hope you can bring them all back alive."
Yancy Hastings stood there, exuding a resolute, battle-hardened spirit.
"Yes!"
"Cooperate fully with S Country’s rescue operation. The mission must be completed. Do you have the confidence?"
"Yes!"
