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

Outside, a girl stood with a determined look on her face. It was the same girl from the Imperial College team who had clashed with Brianna last time. Watching Flora and her friends laughing and chatting inside, Vivian's face twisted with anger. Flora had humiliated her on the field, and now she was throwing a victory party without a hint of guilt?

This time, Vivian wasn't going to let it slide. She was determined to make them pay. Taking a deep breath, she nudged the door open slightly and stepped away to make a call.

Inside, the private room was buzzing with energy as a group of guys had a blast. Flora leaned back in her chair, scrolling through her phone. Brianna looked at her, hesitating and fumbling for words before finally asking, "Flora, are you really engaged to Connor?"

"Yeah," Flora replied lazily.

Brianna's face tightened as she warned, "I'm just saying, don't get too attached."

"What do you mean?" Flora asked, confused.

with your background, you're not cut out to be his future wife. Connor's mom, who's abroad, has already lined up a top debutante for him. I'm telling you this for your own good. You and Connor come from different worlds. Falling

Aisha, still tangled

highlighted her brow,

should listen to me and stay away from Connor. With your status, there will be plenty of great guys chasing after

the high society ladies of Maple Grove would never accept her. "Brianna, do you even know..." Flora began, but was cut off by

cab. Walking through the long alley ahead would lead to the bustling downtown area where it'd be easier to find a

alley, several figures appeared out of nowhere. The sound of metal pipes dragging on the

abruptly, Ivan's face turned pale.

wielding metal pipes and dressed in simple white shirts and jeans, looked like students but with toned muscles and a formidable presence. They were clearly trained fighters.