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

She was a bit different from what she'd imagined.

"Ma'am, this Ms. Flora isn't quite what the rumors suggested. She's actually quite pleasant," Mr. Davis, the butler, stood respectfully by her side.

During their journey, he'd been observing Flora too. The young woman didn't talk much and, though she seemed aloof around strangers, she was polite and carried herself with grace. In no way did she fall short compared to the aristocratic daughters from Lone Island. Amanda remained silent, her gaze lingering on Flora for several seconds before stepping forward and descending the staircase.

Kruz had been chatting with Flora, but at the sound of footsteps, he quickly stood up straight.

Seeing Amanda coming down the stairs, he let out an exaggerated "Wow! Who's this stunning beauty? She's absolutely gorgeous!"

He grinned cheekily, "Mom, you make me feel so inferior with your looks. When we go out, people who know us think we're mother and son, but those who don't would mistake us for siblings!"

The butler couldn't help but chuckle.

Amanda was used to his antics and ignored him, walking straight to the couch and sitting down.

"Ms. Flora?"

She looked towards Flora.

"Hello, Aunt," Flora nodded lightly.

"Please, have a seat."

well when Amanda shot him a look, "Did I say you

quietly lifted himself

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several children. If Kruz hadn't called you 'mom,' I

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being complimented on her youth, and suddenly, Amanda found Flora

remembering what Flora had done before,

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eyes.

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was you who pushed

looked at Flora in astonishment. Flora pushed his big brother down the

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behaved so well

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