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.

shareholders behind him didn't

sworn enemies. Yet, if they thought

of people. He stepped towards her, with Beck following closely, not sparing Gregory a single glance. It was

and Beck. They watched as

"Miss Aisha."

was one of utmost respect, a stark contrast

a while." Aisha

their familiar tones, Gregory and the shareholders almost couldn't believe their ears. It seemed like they had

"Mr. Gregory's" sake. They

thank Mr. Connor

done so much just so

thanks," Moss's voice was loud enough for all the shareholders to hear. Their anxiety grew, realizing Aisha's relationship