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?"

here, she seemed to back down, and the mention of the police

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

lowered her head, her shoulders shaking slightly,

performance. A true white lotus, Aisha's acting was impeccable, a testament

just a few words, Aisha had deflected the issue from the necklace to

the deal with Rafael and Ms. Flora from the

"Are they a couple?"

when Florik Entertainment was a small company? Rafael, a top actor, worked with

on Aisha's insinuation, whispering excitedly. Rafael and Flora's relationship was far more interesting than

you're fooling?" Rafael smirked, casually draping an arm over Flora's shoulder, his smile roguish. "Though,

shiver at his repeated use of 'Ms. Flora.' She gave him a withering look

hurt.

and retorted,

Disgusting.