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.

but Beck had 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,

see who

to overstep their bounds. They were just servants, and with Connor

but

anger surged, her chest

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

let

Teach them

tears. Just because she said to teach them a

even know who Moss

had stormed into the White family's territory and

orders. They charged

whistled past Beck's ear, and his squinted eyes gleamed

think they could take

weren't even worth one

from Elijah's insults to Moss, these men were perfect targets for