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

Sophie's hands still ached, but when she saw Flora, she couldn't help but let out a cold, mocking laugh.

Was Flora really a match for her?

She'd make sure Flora regretted ever sitting in that chair.

Flora lounged back in her seat, one hand casually resting on the keyboard, her eyes barely open.

Sophie curled her lips into a smirk. "Flora, if you apologize now, I might consider not humiliating you too badly."

Flora's last round was nothing special, hardly good enough to challenge her.

Hearing this, Flora raised an eyebrow, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "You seem awfully sure of yourself."

Sophie snorted, placing her hands firmly on the keyboard, her face serious and focused. She was determined to crush Flora, to show everyone the chasm between their skills.

But as soon as the match started, the second she pressed a key, her screen went black, displaying two big, blood-red words:

-Idiot.

Sophie: "..."

The audience: "..."

What the...

had barely even

hadn't even seen what Flora

really over

burst out laughing, clutching his

seeing Sophie's stunned expression, couldn't hold back

Imperial Tech looked

mere seconds was a

"Flora!"

shot to

look up at her, a half-smile

competitor, please leave the stage," the host approached,

had no

the point of breaking, Sophie shot Flora a venomous glare before

eyes glued to Flora, eager to see her

just as swiftly, but this time, she took her sweet time, not attacking, seemingly

and Ivan's eyes lit up,

Imperial Tech competitors urged, their faces stern. They knew that once

three minutes later, Flora pulled her hand

leaned back in their chairs, arms

left

doing? The match was

competitors were livid, feeling utterly