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

Abbey kept quiet, letting Elijah throw his weight around in her name.

Moss and Beck were Connor's trusted aides, so she was courteous to them, maybe a bit too much. It made them forget their place, daring to block her way. They needed a reality check. When Beck heard Elijah calling Moss a lapdog, his face turned crimson with fury. What nonsense about a marriage contract? His boss had never acknowledged such a thing.

As if Abbey could ever be the lady of the house here; she couldn't even compare to a single hair on Ms. Flora!

Beck was fuming and about to speak, but Moss pulled him back, signaling him to stay calm.

"Ms. Abbey, please don't make this difficult for us."

His tone was polite, but he didn't budge an inch.

Abbey's patience snapped, her dark eyes glaring at Moss, her voice icy: "What if I insist on going in?"

"Without the boss's orders, we can't let anyone else in."

"Hmph."

Abbey snorted, a fire building up inside her, making her stomach ache with anger.

mentioned that Connor and Flora had gone to the supermarket together. The thought of them together was like a fire burning in her gut. "Initially, I could have let it go,

was determined to see who would dare

polite to them, and they dared to overstep their bounds. They were just servants, and with Connor not here, she

forward, but Moss

anger surged, her chest

had been by her side for years and was sharp as a

let you get

Teach

to were almost in tears. Just because she said to teach them a

know who

the White family's territory and almost set the

fear, they had to follow orders. They charged

from the punches whistled past Beck's ear, and his squinted eyes gleamed with

they could

knowing they weren't even worth one

insults to Moss, these men were perfect targets