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 blood clots near

and insecure. Seeing someone in danger, he'd instinctively assumed his detoxification method had failed. Seeing his reaction, Flora turned to him with a smile that said it all: "Yup,

"You!"

was so furious he felt faint and collapsed to

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

She's ruthless...

everyone. Once done, the various factions couldn't leave the

from Empire Base and Club 257 personally saw

she was utterly exhausted, her hands

a staff member came running in to report that Crimson had woken up! Overjoyed, Flora rushed to the

against the pillows, eating porridge. Her injuries were severe, and every tiny movement sent waves of pain through

grimaced with each

moment she

porridge aside, her voice laced with a touch of grievance. "Flora darling, I

want something tasty!"

by the bed. "Your body's still healing.