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?"

and the others here, she seemed to

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 was wrong. Ms. Flora, you didn't take my

lowered her head, her shoulders shaking slightly, her

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

words, Aisha had deflected the issue from the necklace to her

deal with Rafael and Ms. Flora from the Irving

"Are they a couple?"

company? Rafael, a top actor, worked with them without hesitation. There had to

Rafael and Flora's relationship was far more interesting

over Flora's shoulder, his smile roguish. "Though, I'd love to be what you're suggesting with Ms. Flora. How

Flora.' She gave him a withering look and elbowed him in the

hurt. "Flora, you're

laughed and

Disgusting.