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

Connor had taken up cooking as a hobby, but what about him? Even if he whipped up a meal, Aisha wouldn't give him a second glance, right?

"You just don't want to do it; stop making excuses," Flora said, squinting her eyes with a knowing look. "There's a world of difference between a meal cooked by a lover and one cooked by a maid. Cook Aisha a meal, and she'll be touched for sure." "Really?"

"To win a woman's heart, you gotta win her stomach first. Just look at me and Connor."

Ray: "..."

Well, that kinda made sense.

Looks like he'd have to learn how to cook!

Connor, who had just stepped out holding a thermal container, overheard their conversation. His eyes narrowed with determination.

Seems like he needed to up his culinary game too!

He handed the container to Ray, signaling him to leave: "Two servings, enough for you and Aisha. Take it and go."

"Alright." Ray grinned as he accepted the container. "I won't intrude on your cozy time with Flora then."

"Take care."

the door, Connor called out to him, "If you need help,

the container tightened. Connor

Always knowing everything.

...

the shortlist. It was supposed to go out yesterday, but he had delayed it

way to reconsider?" one of the senior staff asked. "Flora's talent is undeniable. It'd

actually stand a chance

to pin their hopes

talking," Mr. Tanner said, feeling a headache coming on. "Do you think I don't want Flora to

had talked his mouth off, but

for offending her

don't we all go

yes, let's

come, I'd kneel down if

a look, disdainful of their lack of

The senior staff: "..."

You're not any better.

"Alright, just release the shortlist now. Don't get your hopes up