Wilbur and Faye were at a loss for words. Why was Elsa speaking to Faron like this?
Faton flew to his feet at once, shouting, âIâll take you on any day! Iâm not as soft and weak as I used to be anymore, come at melâ
âOho!â Elsa stood up as well, cracking her knuckles with a smirk. âYou really are asking to be beaten up. Come on, then. Letâs see what youâve got!â
The two of them glowered at each other, ready to fight at any second.
wilber was caught off-guard, hurrying to say, âHey, hey! whatâs going on here? Itave you two lost your mind?â
was a kid. I need to get iny revenge!â Faron fumed.
âSheâs been bullying me since I w Wilbur was shocked âBullied you? What on earth are you talking about?â
âThis b itch here is my cousin. Sheâs always taken advantage of the fact that she could fight and beat me up all the time,â Faron said vehemently.
Wilbur burst out in a fit of laughter upon hearing the words. He had not expected these two to be related.
Faye pulled Elsa to sit down, smiling at her comfortingly, âCome on, weâre all gruwn-ups here. Youâre older, so you should go easy on your junior, Elsa smirked at the words, sitting down smugly as she raised an eyebrow at Faron, challenging his pride.
Wilbur chuckled. âChief Janae! Itâs no wonder you made it into the force at such a young age.â
âMister Penn, 1 graduated from the police academy, and I was on the national swimming team. My position in the national police force has nothing to do with the Campbells,â Elsa bristled in annoyance.
Wilbur nodded hurriedly. âWhoa! Thatâs amazing. Come on, Faron, sit your a ss down. Youâve only been cultivating for a few days. Youâre no match for her yet.â
To tell the truth, Faron was actually a little stronger than the average human being after having cultivated for a few days.
However, Elsa was a national athlete, and highly skilled in combat. Faron was no match for her and would be easily defeated for sure.
Faronâs expression sank at Wilburâs words. He scoffed, sitting down heavily next to Wilbur with a scowl as Elsa only grew even more smug Wilbur shook his head. Faye giggled as well.
The next morning, over at the Seechertown Broadcast Station, inside the station directorâs office.
Telford Gills sat at his desk, rubbing his bulging belly and balding scalp as he sighed at his age.
Just then, his secretary came in with a mug of tea that she placed in front of him.
Telford took a sip. âWe have a new intern, right?â
âYes, Chloe Blott,â the secretary answered.
Telford nodded. âTell her to come see me. Iâve got an a**ignment for her.â
âAlright, Mister Gills. One moment please.â
The secretary picked up the phone at her desk and made a call.
Very soon, a young lady in her twenties walked into Telfordâs office. She was wearing black hipster gla**es and jeans, and her long hair was tied up in a ponytall.
212 âWere you loulong for me, Mister Gills?â Chloe bowed.
Telford observed Chloe carefully. His gaze flashed with something akin to greed for a brief mument.
âChloe, was it? How long have you been interning for us?â
âItâll be three months soon.â
âAh. A pretty crucial time.â
âI hope Iâve done well, Mister Gills.â
âRight. Thereâs a new plece of news that youâve just been a**igned to cover. Do well, and youâll get the job.â
âwhat is it, sir?â
âThe incident on the Seechertown freeway. Itâs still making headlines to this day. Youâre going to interview that lady, Sherry Divos, and report it on television. Remember to make as big of a splash as you can and send more good press Sherryâs way.â
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