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

Christian was on edge, worried Jillian would blurt out something reckless. In a moment of fury, he struck her leg with his cane. The pain nearly brought her to her knees, but he quickly dragged her away.

“Flora, just you wait. I won’t let this slide!”

Even as Christian pulled her away, Jillian turned back to hurl threats at Flora. Her bloodshot eyes were filled with such insane hatred, it looked like she wanted to tear Flora apart.

The moment they left, the office fell silent. Everyone’s expressions were a mix of shock and confusion, especially Mr. Richard and the counselor. It seemed Flora was confident, likely because she had some powerful support. Even Christian had to tuck his tail between his legs and apologize to her.

“Where’s your boss?” Flora asked Moss and Beck.

Moss replied respectfully, “The boss is downstairs.”

go ahead and meet Connor. Dad and

large oak tree across the street. He had his back to her, dressed in a simple white shirt and jeans, one hand casually in his pocket. Even from behind, he was tall and commanding, enough to make any girl

from a distance. Connor, wearing a face mask, was growing impatient. The constant ogling from the girls made

on the mask to

“Connor!”

sound of Flora’s voice rang out, as sweet as honey, melting his heart. He turned around to see her, hands behind her back, head tilted slightly, with

to mush in an instant. He walked over and took her hand. “Where are Raul

pulled down his mask and replied, “They had something to discuss with Mr. Richard and told me

“Haven’t eaten yet?”

“Nope.”

on his

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