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

Clay clenched his teeth in frustration, feeling the last shred of hope crumble inside him. It looked like the folks at Stonnell International were really backing Gregory. With their support, Gregory would be strutting around like he owned the place!

He felt a pang of sympathy for Aisha, but he failed to notice the calm that settled over her the moment Moss and Beck walked in. A hint of a smile even danced in her eyes.

"Please, make yourselves comfortable in the meeting room. Mr. Gregory will join you shortly to discuss the details of the simulation robot program."

Moss narrowed his eyes, turning to Gregory. "Did you create this program?"

Gregory was taken aback, not expecting this question from Moss.

"As far as I know, this program wasn't your creation." Moss kept his usual smile, but his words were sharp and straightforward. "Taking credit for someone else's work, Mr. Gregory, is even more shameless than I imagined."

"Utterly despicable," Beck chimed in coldly, his disdain evident.

The shareholders behind him didn't dare to breathe too

demeaning Gregory? To anyone unaware, it might seem like they were sworn enemies. Yet,

almost hidden among the throng of people. He stepped towards her, with Beck following closely, not

were puzzled, their gazes instinctively following Moss and Beck. They watched as the two men

"Miss Aisha."

utmost respect, a stark contrast

it's been a while." Aisha maintained

and the shareholders almost couldn't believe their

said they were investing in the simulation robot project for "Mr. Gregory's" sake. They

Mr. Connor

her smile, though her eyes felt a bit swollen. Now was not the time to cry. Connor had done so much just

you're like a sister to him. There's no need for thanks," Moss's voice was loud enough for all the shareholders