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

"Then just leave."

The tension in the air was thick, like a storm was about to break.

Flora cleared her throat and said, "Connor, I haven't eaten yet. I'm starving."

Connor's voice softened, "Let me check the fridge. How about I whip up something for you?"

Flora smiled and nodded, "That sounds wonderful."

"Ray, come with me."

Connor grabbed Ray and headed downstairs.

Ray followed reluctantly, and as they reached the door, he couldn't help but turn his head, "Aisha, keep playing your games."

Feeling a bit better after that jab, he followed Connor to the kitchen.

Leaning against the doorframe, he watched Connor expertly tie an apron and start pulling out ingredients. Frowning, Ray said, "Don't spoil Flora too much, or she'll walk all over you."

Connor shot him a sideways glance, "Just because you're unhappy doesn't mean you should mess with my relationship with Flora."

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this garlic." Connor

how," Ray said,

Connor: "..."

...

Upstairs, in the room.

Aisha were having a light

but their conversation flowed easily without any awkward

phone buzzed, and she frowned slightly as she

up her laptop from the

it from Flora,

was

Aisha began searching through

raising an eyebrow, "Did

Corporation is getting into robotics, and you know my situation. Ever since I came back, my aunt and uncle have been undermining me. This program is my chance to turn things around. If I can

for charitable work. But after my aunt and uncle took over, they've been ruthless in their pursuit of profit, completely

deep breath, "The shareholders' meeting is tomorrow, and this program is supposed to be presented in front of everyone. But there are still parts I'm not satisfied with, and I can't seem to figure out how to improve

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