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

That

crossing the

glances were sharp as blades, stinging Aaron

drag her, but Flora stepped aside,

you live off my dime, yet you look down on me. Just in bank transfers alone, I’ve sent you over $400,000, and the records are still

too filthy.

walked away with

from a poor rural background. When Flora first saw him, he was wearing a faded blue shirt and

to adapt from frugality to luxury but hard to return to frugality from

and high brands, Aaron could never go

the cafeteria, Flora returned to

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, to be closer to Aaron, she insisted on living on

donated a building, so the school prepared a single

pile of books on her desk was covered in dust. After cleaning

never touched a book before, was now

ended.

flipped through the pages in an unnatural speed, breezing through

her brain. They thought it better she read books than play all

Humanities were not a problem for her,

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

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

tiring. Studying is

Connor held his phone, looking at the chat with a, his expression dead

makeup–free. Her eyes were red, looking on the

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