Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 13

“The jersey you’re wearing. I had it custom–made by a designer for $7,000

“The wristband, I bought it, $900

“The watch, also my purchase, $19,000”

“Those shoes on your feet, I bought them for $10,000

Flora stated the facts calmly, and as she listed the figures one by one, the room erupted in astonishment

Goodness, a jersey for $7,000 Shoes for $10,000!

Every guy in the room was intergally roaring.

‘Hey, Flora, are you in need of a boyfriend?‘

We can do it! We really can!

As Florn went down the list, Aaron’s face tumed as red as a beet. “Flors, have you had enough?

“Even the underwear you’re wearing. I bought that too.”

Flora chuckled, “What on you wasn’t bought by me? Without me, with your dismal grades, do you think you could have gotten into Westbrook High School? For the past two years, I’ve been taking care of your every need. I’ve spent no less than $700,000 on you”

Everyone looked at Aaron with a nuanced expression. It turned out he was a trophy boy.

spend it on him. However, Aaron was living off Flors while acting all high and mighty at school, as if

That

was crossing

Aaron His face turned fierce, and he roared,

to drag her, but Flora

me. Just in bank transfers alone, I’ve sent you over $400,000, and the records

just too filthy. I basically threw that

walked away with big

Flora first saw him, he was wearing a faded blue shirt

to adapt from frugality to luxury but hard

delicacies and high brands, Aaron could never go back. His bad karma was still to

cafeteria, Flora

single dorm room. Actually, the Irving family’s house wasn’t far from the school, but Flora, from her previous life, didn’t get along with her family. Also,

the school prepared a single dorm room just for

pile of books on her desk was covered in dust. After cleaning them, she sat down to study

She, who had never touched a book before, was now seen reading as soon as

ended.

unnatural speed, breezing through several pages in the blink of

were at a loss seeing her, reading ‘ke that wouldn’t likely lodge knowledge in her brain.

not a problem

she fell sleepy and couldn’t help but think of

books in the background. After editing the photo for about twenty minutes, she was quite satisfied

is so tiring. Studying is

looking at the chat with a, his expression dead

her desk, wearing pajamas, makeup–free. Her eyes were red,

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