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

Chapter 72

Just now, as he came out of the restroom, he saw Jennifer chatting with someone. He vaguely felt the man talking to Jennifer bone a striking resemblance to Connor Stonnell, yet he dared not confirm it.

After all, how could Connor possibly make an appearance here?

Curious, he approached, only to find, to his astonishment, that it indeed was Connor. He heard Jennifer’s disrespectful remarks to Connor and was nearly scared out of his wils.

“Er, Mr. Connor, this young lady is unaware of your identity. That’s why she spoke to you this way. Please, don’t take it to heart.” He bowed and scraped, humbly apologizing

Jennifer was utterly flabbergasted, failing to comprehend why Devin was being so polite to a seemingly poor lad.

A bad premonition suddenly struck her. Could it be that this poor lad was someone of significant importance?

Mr. Connor?

In all of Cedarvale, the only person worthy of being addressed as Mr. Connor was.

Jennifer’s gaze sharply turned toward Connor, a chill running down her spine. She couldn’t help but find her own thoughts ridiculously far–fetched

could this be

lowering his

A cold aura spread.

Connor might be thinking. He hurriedly signaled Jennifer to

are you saying he, he is

of her throat, yet she still found it hard to

Devin nodded, panic and a deeper sense

divine regard, the most prestigious man in Cedarvale,

it have to be

didn’t know you were here. We apologize for

speak up again. “Mr. Christopher is backstage. He has always

necessary.” Connor finally

perfect note drawn from a cello at night. Yet, at this moment,

doing business, he should first learn how to raise his

fear. He hadn’t heard what Jennifer and Connor had discussed upon his arrival, but Jennifer must have said. something tembly offensive to

I’m sorry. It wasn’t intentional. I thought

knew

found out she had offended Connor, he would