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

Brianna felt her heart pounding in her chest, ready to leap out at any moment. She moved toward Flora almost like a robot, her legs barely holding her up. "What... what's going on?" she stammered, her voice trembling.

Now she understood why Ray and Selene had warned her not to mess with Flora. An angry Flora was absolutely terrifying. Brianna couldn't shake the fear that Flora could snap her neck with just a flick of her wrist.

"Remember how they treated you? Now you give it back to them," Flora said, picking up a metal bat and tapping it rhythmically against the ground, her voice steady and almost lazy.

As soon as Flora spoke, Brianna realized what she meant. Was Flora really standing up for her?

Brianna, who had grown up pampered and cherished, still remembered the sting of Vivian's slaps. She raised her hand and delivered two hard slaps right back to Vivian's face. This was her payback!

The slow, rhythmic tapping of Flora's bat on the ground echoed like a relentless hammer in Vivian's heart, making it hard for her to breathe, let alone fight back.

"I'm telling you, I'm Miss Lancaster. Touch me, and my family won't let you get away with it!" Vivian spat out, her voice filled with venom.

Hearing this, Brianna's fury intensified. She stomped on Vivian's foot with all her might. She didn't want to flaunt the Brimer family name, but if it came down to it, practically no one in Maple Grove could rival her family's status.

all, hitting a girl. But they knew that without Flora's intervention, their fate-and Brianna's

fell. Oh

so he had called the police. For Vivian, the sirens were like a heavenly choir. Her pale face twisted into a vindictive smile. The police had arrived. Flora,

.....

At the police station.

Leigh, please have some water," an officer said, helping Vivian sit down and kindly offering her a cup of

cheeks were still burning, and her stomach ached. She couldn't drink anything. Her eyes, filled with malice, fixed

know what to do,

Vivian's uncle had a good relationship with the police chief, which explained Mr. Flynn's

together. Why do we have

could lock you up right now!" "Well, go ahead! Lock me up!" Brianna fumed, kicking the stool in front of her. "Playing favorites, huh? Get your chief out here." She had a temper,

a powerful family behind them? Brianna's entitled air was unmistakable, a real lady raised in luxury. Her demand for the chief made Mr. Flynn uneasy. Could she also be from a big