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

"Ms. Aisha, it turns out this whole mess has nothing to do with my sister. You owe her an apology."

Henrik's voice was calm but firm, leaving no room for argument.

"Why waste time explaining? When something important goes missing, just call the police," Rafael chimed in, his tone laced with arrogance.

Honestly, he thought Aisha was digging her own grave. Of all people to mess with, she chose Flora.

Aisha's smile faltered. Call the police? A celebrity getting involved with the cops would be a field day for the tabloids. She wanted to ruin Flora's reputation, not her own.

"Yes, let's get the police involved," Henrik agreed, picking up his phone and dialing.

The crowd was stunned. No one expected them to actually call the cops.

Seeing Henrik about to make the call, Aisha panicked. "Wait!"

Henrik held his phone, his finger hovering over the keypad, and gave her a cool look. "Ms. Aisha, feeling guilty?"

Henrik and the others here, she seemed to back down, and the mention of the police had her visibly anxious. Something was definitely

realized she had overreacted and quickly tried to regain her composure, her voice low and strained. "Rafael, I know you and Ms. Flora have a special relationship, and you're targeting me because of her. I get it. You know, as public figures, we can't really go to the police... Fine, let's say I

shoulders shaking

admired her performance. A true white lotus, Aisha's

the

deal with Rafael and Ms. Flora

"Are they a couple?"

small company? Rafael, a top actor,

and Flora's relationship was far more interesting than

roguish. "Though, I'd love to

Flora.' She gave him a withering look

winced, looking hurt. "Flora,

and

Disgusting.