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

The incident at Club 257 had really embarrassed the medical community, and I'm no saint to just brush it off. If they want me to clean up their mess, they better come forward and apologize.

Mr. Atticus's words were blunt but didn't come off as rude.

Everyone thought about it and realized he had a point. They wouldn't let something like this slide either.

Club 257 had definitely gone too far, so an apology was the least they could do. It wouldn't cost them anything, and it would even get them the medical help they needed. It was a win-win. "As long as someone from Club 257 apologizes, I'll handle the aftermath. If they don't, I'm afraid I won't be able to treat any of you."

After making his point, Mr. Atticus sat down and closed his eyes.

The crowd was in agony, almost driven mad by their discomfort, desperate for Mr. Atticus to treat them.

But he had made his position clear; unless someone from Club 257 apologized, even a knife to his throat wouldn't make him budge.

With gritted teeth, the group collectively stormed towards the mansion! After all, Club 257 had caused this mess. What was the harm in an apology?

but

anticipated their desperation to force Crimson and the

prioritizing their own

crowd and see what happened. Susan got the message and quickly joined the crowd. About fifteen minutes after they left, Flora and Connor showed up with their

Connor, Mr. Atticus instinctively recoiled in fear

want now? Was he here to

initial panic soon

They needed him for the antidote; would they dare to attack

speculated that Connor was likely there seeking treatment, allowing Mr. Atticus

tightened her lips, guessing

his hand. Suddenly, Lance Colton and

his hands restrained by Colton, panic flashed in Mr. Atticus's

"Hand over the antidote!"

if ants were biting all over his body, appalled that Mr. Atticus still had the audacity to question their actions! Mr. Atticus was taken aback, then