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

Kruz was on the verge of tears, realizing that Connor wasn't the type to change his mind once it was made up.

Seeing Moss already reaching for his phone to make a call, Kruz let out a desperate wail and darted to Flora's feet. "Dad! Dad! Please, save me! I don't want to go back to Lone Island!"

He couldn't bear to stay there another second! He had finally escaped; couldn't he at least stay a few more days?

Flora felt a bit awkward, knowing she shouldn't interfere with Connor disciplining his brother. Besides, Kruz deserved a good lesson for causing trouble without much thought, like damaging someone's car. More importantly, he had once called her a wicked and foolish woman.

She thought he was the foolish one. With Connor right there, calling her "Dad" in front of him was just adding fuel to the fire.

Connor's expression indeed grew darker, his voice sinking, "Moss."

Moss quickly responded, casting a helpless look at Kruz. "Mr. Kruz, it's not that I don't want to help you, but the boss has spoken, and I dare not disobey."

don't call!" Kruz rushed over, snatching the phone from Moss's

useless. You should... plead with her!" Beck couldn't stand to watch and

with the boss was pointless; of course, he should

still nearby, Beck didn't dare to be too bold, hinting very subtly, but in that moment, Kruz, as if inspired, suddenly

he slid on his

Flora! Great, great Flora, please save me! If I go back,

sobs, "If you let me stay, I

her nose. The title of 'Great, Great Flora' indeed pleased

tough enough. Why not... let him stay? A few more days won't

no trouble at all." He

Connor, always so unintentionally

to Kruz, aware of his brother's troublesome nature. He warned, "You can stay