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.

a girl’s money wasn’t really a big deal since Flora was willing to spend it on him. However, Aaron was living off Flors while acting all high and mighty at school, as if Flora was the

That

crossing

Aaron His face

tried to drag her, but Flora

sent you over $400,000, and the records are still there, I

dirty. Everything about you is just too filthy. I basically threw that

away with big

from a poor rural background. When Flora first saw him, he was

from frugality to luxury

Aaron could never go back. His bad karma was still to

Flora returned to her

in a single dorm room. Actually, the Irving family’s house wasn’t far from the school, but Flora, from her previous

a building, so the school prepared a single

on her desk was covered in dust. After cleaning them, she sat

had never touched a book before, was

ended.

she flipped through the pages in an unnatural speed,

wouldn’t likely lodge knowledge in her brain. They thought it better she read

Humanities were not a problem for her, but math was

while, she fell sleepy and couldn’t help but think of Connor. She was

selfie with her phone, making sure to highlight the pile of books in the background. After editing the photo

tiring. Studying is so

other end, Connor held his phone, looking at the chat

was leaning on her desk, wearing pajamas, makeup–free. Her eyes were red, looking

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