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

She couldn't believe they had the nerve to confront her so openly.

And with such brutality!

They truly didn't see her as a force to be reckoned with.

Who did they think they were?

Just Connor's lapdogs!

Abbey's eyes locked onto Beck, her gaze icy and intense. She raised her hand-

And slapped him hard across the face!

The sharp "smack" echoed, plunging the room into a brief silence.

Moss's expression darkened.

"Who do you think you are, trying to stop me?"

Remembering how Beck had humiliated her earlier, Abbey's anger surged. She raised her hand again and delivered another fierce slap!

Beck clenched his fists, bracing for the hit. But suddenly, someone yanked him by the collar, pulling him back half a meter.

A figure stepped into his place.

"Smack-"

sound of another slap rang

showing no emotion, as if the slap hadn't

was boiling

Damn Abbey!

it didn't

in felt

to play

sure he

from the side, smirked. This was the difference between

and Beck usually were, when her lady

and composed face, narrowed her eyes like a

wind and even considered grabbing

crowd barely registered the blur of movement before Abbey's

"Ms. Flora!"

Beck was overjoyed!

Ms. Flora had arrived!

meant the boss would be

about

her wrist, Abbey frowned. The girl in

grip was

strong.

the girl was, she