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

"Oh my gosh, Miss, your hand is all red!" Elijah exclaimed, staring at Abbey's reddened wrist before angrily turning his gaze to Flora. "Our Miss is a top medical genius. Do you even realize how important her hands are to her? How could you be so cruel!"

Flora didn't bother responding, unwilling to waste her breath on fools.

She glanced over at Moss and Beck, seeking an explanation with her eyes.

"Ma'am!"

Beck spoke first, the sudden title catching Flora off guard.

Ma'am?!

If Connor was their boss, that made Flora their ma'am, naturally!

Beck deliberately addressed Flora this way to show Abbey who really ruled Shallow Bay!

Sure enough, Abbey's face darkened, glaring venomously at Beck. Once she married Connor, she'd get rid of them all.

"Ma'am, this is Abbey, Ms. Abbey," Moss echoed Beck, addressing Flora the same way.

Ms. Abbey?

eyebrow. So, this was

Not impressive at all.

there? Aren't you going to apologize?" Elijah, thinking Flora was scared of Abbey, grew even bolder. "Let me tell you, my Miss is Mr. Connor's legitimate fiancée, approved by both their parents. Unlike some people who shamelessly cohabit

seriously, eager to please Abbey, and so

rubbing her hand, lazily lifted her eyes to

Elijah, my Miss's personal

the word, her eyes narrowing with meaning. "I thought you

"You!"

where it

really likes you? You're just a tool for him

cut from its string, crashing into the ground and

withdrew her leg,

dare you lay a hand on my

cold look fierce. "Say that again, and see

Moss and Beck: "!!!"

Flora is so

We love it!

"You!"