Chapter 210

Sure, let’s give this text a more natural and casual English feel, while ensuring it retains its original charm and drama:

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.

tension between them was palpable, like a storm about to

was caught 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

Flora ripped up my stuff and threw

Selene and Flora were forces to be reckoned with for Mr. Garcia. Trying to stay calm, he asked, “Selene, do you have any proof that Flora was the one who destroyed

destroyed all the

the case, why don’t we let bygones be bygones and turn our conflict into peace? Once we uncover

eyes fixed on Mr. Garcia. “Mr. Garcia, are you trying

Garcia said, “I am the dean of Westbrook High School. Whatever I do, it’s

my invitation and threw my books into the rain. You haven’t mentioned a word about that, and you don’t think that’s favoritism?”

saw Flora tear up your invitation, but everyone saw you tear up Flora’s book. Later, Flora threw your book out the window so let’s call it

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

Mr. Garcia’s face faded a bit. At his age, being threatened by a

change in Mr. Garcia’s expression, Selene confidently lifted her chin. It should be obvious whom to choose between

Flora.

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