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

He quickly blurted out, "Not close, not close at all. I barely know her! I'm yours, you think I'd have such bad taste?" Could any random person just be close to him?

Flora's face softened a bit, as if to say, at least you have some sense.

Aisha watched their easy banter, her face turning sour.

"Rafael, do you know this lady? Sorry, she was dressed so plainly we thought she was staff here, so..."

"Seems like you and your assistant both need an eye check, Ms. Aisha," Rafael cut her off with a cold laugh.

Aisha hadn't expected Rafael to embarrass her like this. Sure, he was never overly warm with her, but he wasn't usually this cold to others.

She knew most of his politeness was out of respect for her father, but still, Rafael always treated her a bit differently. There were even rumors online about them being a couple. This was the first time he had put her in such a tough spot in front of so many people.

Her gaze darkened, and she murmured, "Lindsey, apologize to the lady."

"I didn't mean to," Lindsey said, biting her lip and looking hurt. "She suddenly appeared in our lounge. How were we to know her intentions? Maybe she was here to take secret photos."

photos?" Aisha scolded

be cautious about

off, but the hint was

face grew even darker, his frustration breaking into a sneer. "You say

just then, a girl behind her timidly tugged at her, "Aisha...

with her face turning green

been so humiliated in her

fuming, slapped the girl

path; the organizers had given them the wrong room number. She had alerted Aisha as

out who that woman is?" Aisha asked, barely containing her

flinched, hurrying to respond, "I asked around. It was Henrik who brought that woman here, and he seems quite fond of her. As for her identity, it's hard to pin down right

with her, she

woman, what else could it be

integrity