"Flora is the future Mrs. Hawthorne and the lady of this house. It's not your place to criticize her," he said. "Ms. Abbey, if you can't manage your staff properly, I won't hesitate to step in and do it myself."

Connor's voice remained calm and steady, showing no hint of anger. Yet, a cold shiver ran down Abbey's spine. It was moments like these that made Connor truly terrifying.

Abbey's hands clenched at her sides, barely containing the burning jealousy and rage within her. She had argued herself hoarse, yet Connor hadn't paused for a moment. But just one word from Flora, and he stopped.

What was so special about Flora that he treasured her so much?

"Connor, I'm hungry," Flora said, wrapping her arms around his neck and nuzzling her head against him. "Can we go home? I want the sweet and sour pork ribs and Coca-Cola you make."

"Of course." Connor's large hand rested on Flora's head, gently ruffling her hair. "Let's go home."

"But I'm so tired, I can't walk," Flora pouted, her eyes full of innocent distress, leaving Abbey and Elijah stunned by her swift transformation from fierce to vulnerable.

Just moments ago, she had been so bold and defiant, and now she was acting like a helpless bunny? They were only a few steps away from the villa. Claiming she was too tired to walk was clearly an act. What a drama queen.

"I'll carry you back," Connor said, still smiling as he lifted Flora in his arms and walked towards the villa. Moss and Beck quickly stepped aside.

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to the medical conference, right?"

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