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

Chapter 263

Flora made sure her seatbelt was securely fastened.

Jack leaned out of his car window, casting a disdainful smile when he spotted their Land Rover. He thought to himself, “With that kind of car, they think they can beat me?”

“Everyone ready?” Tomas asked, following the usual pre–race routine.

Jack gripped the steering wheel tightly and yelled, “Ready!”

Flora lazily stretched her hand out of the window and flashed a laid–back peace sign.

At Tomas’s whistle, Jack’s car surged forward, quickly disappearing into the winding mountain roads. Connor started his car at a leisurely pace, following behind.

a kid, and he was driving a professional sports car. Dane didn’t expect Connor to win; he just

asked shakily, feeling weak at the sight of the

Dane snapped, clenching his hands tightly by his sides. “Do you know who Flora is?

a mobile game, perked up at the mention

screen turning grey. “What did you say that girl’s name was? Flora?” He immediately pocketed his phone

puzzled by Tomas’s sudden intensity,

his voice tightening. “Flora from Westbrook High School’s

complexion went pale, a look of utter dismay on his face. “Good heavens, it’s that legend!”

in Cedarvale to steer

hurriedly got into his car and

inwardly lamented, hoping nothing would happen to Flora, or Baker would have

grew anxious. He got into the car, urged

without hesitation, buckled up in the backseat, holding on tight.

Jack glanced at the rearview mirror to find the road behind him completely empty, not even a sign of

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think they can race me. Yeah right.” He resolved to make Connor bow down to him later, ready

driving at a leisurely pace. With one hand on the steering wheel and the other propped against the window, supporting his head, he seemed utterly

at Flora, he noticed she had neatly folded her chip bag and tossed it in the trash can, now wiping