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-"

crisp sound of

and unflinching, his face showing no emotion, as if the slap

boiling

Damn Abbey!

expected Moss to step up, but to her, it didn't matter whether it was Moss or

fact, Moss stepping in felt like a direct

to play

make sure he

watching from the side, smirked. This was the difference between the

when her lady wanted to hit them, they had

eyeing Moss's calm and composed face, narrowed her eyes like a

caution to the wind and even

blur of movement before

"Ms. Flora!"

Beck was overjoyed!

Ms. Flora had arrived!

meant the boss

about

wrist, Abbey frowned. The girl in front

grip

strong.

out who the girl was, she heard Beck exclaim, "Ms. Flora." So,