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

Chapter 187

No matter the depth of the topic chosen or Flora’s fluent oratory skills, she was the standout of the competition, far surpassing her peers. Even many university students from prestigious colleges couldn’t compare with her.

“Your name’s Flora, right? Impressive. With your level of Spanish, you could easily be awarded a scholarship,” one of the judges praised.

Throughout her presentation, Flora used sophisticated vocabulary, some of which took the judges a moment to understand, leaving them somewhat abashed.

“Thank you, sir. Flora bowed, then stepped down from the podium.

Keaton saw her coming and gave her a thumbs–up.

“Sir, did I make you proud?” Flora asked with a smile.

Keaton nodded vigorously. “Well done, you’ve really made me proud.”

amazing! You went without notes, and your Spanish pronunciation

you were saying, Flora, you are just awesome!” Dane said, raising both

force, “Did you stick to leaming a hundred words a day as

Dane guiltily remained silent.

as the focus shifted from her to Flora, feeling a twinge of displeasure. She had

the credit in

to the classroom, sulking as she sat

water from her cup on the desk, but her agitation caused her to clumsily knock a pen to the floor. As she bent down to pick it up, she noticed a corner of an A4 sheet sticking out from Flora’s desk. It stood out among

pulled out the A4 sheet. The

Class Z took first

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students back to their room. As they entered, a book was hurled their way,

dodged, and the corner of the book hit a

out in pain. “Selene, what are