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

The little girl huddled back in fear, her wide, glistening eyes staring up at Flora with a mix of innocence and trepidation.

Flora didn't let her guard down, her gaze hardening as she kept a firm grip on the girl's hand.

"Who are you, really?"

Jason had stationed a heavy guard detail around the room; there were at least twenty bodyguards outside. So, how did this little girl manage to slip in? It was baffling.

"Please, don't hurt me! Don't throw me into the sea! I'm sorry, I won't sneak any more treats, I promise..."

The girl, clearly terrified by Flora's icy tone, burst into loud sobs, wrenching her hand free from Flora's grip.

Flora, now nursing her tingling hand, was shocked.

This kid was surprisingly strong!

Flora prided herself on her own physical strength, but this girl's power was astonishing! And she was only five years old!

Everything about this little girl was strange.

But the girl had no clue what Flora was thinking; she just kept crying, convinced that Flora was a terrifying figure who had beaten up so many people and had them thrown into the sea. She didn't want to suffer the same fate.

what's going on

Lance, who had been standing guard outside, burst into the room upon

little girl sitting on the floor, kicking

earth

"Stop crying."

might have been too harsh. After all, the girl

crying, Flora adopted a stern tone: "If you keep crying,

silent as she looked

round eyes seemed to say, look, I've stopped crying, please

her heart melting a little. But recalling the girl's oddity, she steeled herself again. "Don't sit on the floor,

me, what's your name, and why

Nina pointed her chubby little finger at a plate of cookies on the

came here just for

smell so good!

if to say, getting caught for just two cookies, how

How did you

"I-I just walked in."

all those bodyguards outside, you,