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

The boy clung tightly to the man, his eyes brimming with desperation as he looked at her. "Ms. Flora, please save my brother! He's on the brink!"

Flora's lips twisted into a sly smile. "Relax, it's just a minor issue. He's not going to die."

Mr. Atticus was taken aback. "Minor issue?!"

I thought he was knocking on death's door?

Flora pulled out a small knife and skillfully made a shallow cut on the man's chest. Almost immediately, the man, whose face had been an alarming shade of purple, began to breathe easier, and his complexion started to return to normal.

Putting the knife away, Flora chuckled. "The poison's neutralized. Their condition was due to blood clots blocking their lungs. A simple fix."

"What?!"

Mr. Atticus's face contorted in shock. He rushed to check the man on the ground. His face went from green to white and back again, glaring daggers at Flora. "Are you messing with me?!"

Rage boiled in his eyes. Who would've thought he'd get played by a woman!

The poison was already neutralized!

from

assumed his detoxification method had failed. Seeing

"You!"

felt faint and collapsed

factions exchanged uneasy glances. Clearly, underestimating a woman had been

She's ruthless...

three hours to detoxify everyone. Once done, the various factions couldn't

didn't try to stop them, and the folks from Empire Base and Club 257 personally saw

was done, she was utterly exhausted, her hands trembling from the

hands and gently massaged them. Just then, a staff member came running in to report that Crimson had woken up! Overjoyed, Flora rushed to

found Crimson propped up in bed, leaning against the pillows, eating porridge. Her injuries were severe, and every tiny movement sent waves of pain through

grimaced with each

she

voice laced with a touch of grievance.

want something tasty!"

down by the bed. "Your body's still healing. You can