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

Chapter 210

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Mr. Garcia’s eyes lit up when he saw her. “Flora, you’re here! Come on in and have a seat,” he said quickly.

He reached out to guide Flora to sit next to Selene, but even with all his effort, Flore wouldn’t budge.

Selene, lounging on the couch, glanced up at Flora. Feeling Selene’s gaze, Flora lowered her eyelids slightly and gave her a sidelong look.

them was palpable, like a storm

between a rock and a hard place. He chuckled awkwardly and said, ‘Flora, Ive heard about the misunderstanding between you and Selene. I’ve looked into it deeply, and it seems like just that–a misunderstanding You’re both students here;

feet. “It’s not a misunderstanding. Flora ripped up my

calm, he asked, “Selene, do you have any proof that

all the evidence!”

say it was Flora, can we?” Mr. Garcia smiled. “Since that’s the case, why don’t we let bygones be bygones and turn

on Mr. Garcia. “Mr. Garcia, are you trying to protect

Mr. Garcia said, “I am the dean of Westbrook High School. Whatever I do,

tore up my invitation and threw my books into the rain. You haven’t

tear up Flora’s book. Later, Flora threw your book out the window so let’s call it

saying. Mr. Garcia.” Selene scoffed, tucking some stray hair behind her ear. “If you’re not going to be reasonable, Mr. Garcia, then neither will I. Here’s the deal: Class Z

tone was

faded a bit. At his age, being threatened by a young girl

in Mr. Garcia’s expression, Selene confidently lifted her chin. It should be

Flora.