Diego's mind was suddenly flooded with the image of someone, prompting him to quickly pull out his phone. Recently, the buzz about Regretless had been all over the internet, especially since just a few hours ago, the news about Regretless and Rafael had made the trending list.

So, he didn't even need to search; it was right there when he clicked in. The girl in the photo, cozily close to Rafael, dressed in casual wear and wearing a mask, was none other than their own Ms. Flora.

So...

Diego looked at Flora, his voice tight: "Uh, Ms. Flora..."

He had never felt this nervous before. As soon as he spoke up, everyone's eyes turned to him.

Flora also turned to look at him. Treating her brother's subordinate, her tone remained somewhat gentle: "What's up?"

Diego handed his phone to Flora. Flora glanced at the photo of her and Rafael on the screen and sighed inwardly. Knowing she couldn't hide it, she admitted it straightforwardly.

"It's me."

Their conversation was cryptic, leaving everyone in the room baffled.

Explain it clearly," his colleague nudged

was still trying to process the fact that Flora was Regretless, his mind buzzing. He took

every cell in his body trembled with excitement. The room fell into dead

Regretless?! The

spoke, she suddenly remembered her promise with Flora and quickly shut her mouth. They had a bet

of relief. Just the thought of having cursed at Flora made her shudder with fear. Luckily, Ms. Flora was forgiving; otherwise, she'd be in deep trouble

Flora is

actually Regretless; no one would

amazing, but his sister is even more so; what on earth

help but whisper among themselves, their admiration for

Flora along to hang out. After a tiring day, Flora

...

all from the top chef of the Metropolitan Hotel, nutritious and tailored to Aisha's taste. "This dish seems a

isn't very

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