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

merely lowering his gaze to

A cold aura spread.

in cold sweat, was clueless about what Connor might be thinking. He hurriedly

is Connor, the

about to leap out of her throat, yet she still

nodded, panic and a deeper sense

of Stonnell International, the man held in divine regard, the most prestigious man in Cedarvale,

it have

we truly didn’t know you were here. We apologize for any lack

again. “Mr. Christopher

necessary.”

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

he should first learn how to

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

It wasn’t intentional.

with fear, nearly bit her tongue. She knew she

father found out she had offended Connor, he would kill