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

The White family was in chaos.

Abbey had been locked in her room to think about what she'd done. She hadn't eaten anything for an entire day.

"What did you say? Connor took Flora back to his mansion, and the whole Falcone family went out to dinner together?" Abbey shouted, her rage boiling over as she listened to Elijah's report.

Elijah nodded, continuing, "Yes, Miss. The entire Falcone family went, and when they came out, Mrs. Falcone was happily chatting with Flora!"

"Unbelievable!" Abbey fumed. "The Falcones are too much! When Mrs. Falcone was injured, if it hadn't been for me, she'd have been long gone. And now she's all buddy-buddy with that Flora? They've only known each other a short time, and they're already dining together. If they spend more time together..."

"Stop it!" Abbey yelled.

With her anger reaching a fever pitch, Abbey knocked over her dressing table. Bottles and jars crashed to the ground, the sound echoing like boulders smashing against her heart.

At that moment, Abbey looked like a madwoman. Her eyes were bloodshot, almost as if they were about to burst.

Elijah, frightened by her outburst, didn't dare to speak further. After a while, seeing her calm down slightly, he cautiously tried to console her. "Miss, don't get so worked up over Flora. She's not worth it. We have plenty of ways to deal with her, don't we?" "Oh, really? Then why don't you come up with one," Abbey sneered coldly.

loss for

composure. Flora had stolen the spotlight during the preliminaries, but there was still the semifinals. Abbey wanted to see what Flora was

part was that

the other teams'

and couldn't participate in

...

entrance until he finally saw Flora arrive.

Flora hadn't stayed at the hotel with the rest of the team, she hadn't

over

hundred teams turned their gaze towards her. The previous disdain

ol

replaced by

in the

professional strength. Her

theoretical knowledge was unmatched.