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

Still going after Flora, huh? Some nerve. The Jones family really thought they could mess around behind the scenes with folks you'd normally have to tip your hat to. "Alright, drag him to the track!" Joe barked.

A public apology was in order. He needed to admit his mistakes in front of everyone, pay up, and then get booted from Racing Club 257. Joe was about to storm off when- "Hold up," Moss interjected.

"Our boss said Ms. Flora likes a good time, but let's keep it classy, nothing too rough," Moss explained.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Joe's eyebrows knitted together.

Moss took his time with the reply. "Joe, doesn't this seem off?"

The assistant was floored. Connor was sharp as a tack but bending the rules like this?

"If Joe's not on board, no worries; I'll handle it myself," Moss said with a polished smile.

Joe was exasperated. "Did I say no? Let's go with your plan!"

scheme. The assistant was flabbergasted. Joe, the president of

off with a snort, "Keep yapping, and

quickly backed

...

track

it," Connor replied coolly, giving Flora's hand a reassuring squeeze. "All sorted." "Great," Flora said, her tongue fiddling with a piece of candy Connor had

high platform, and the race rolled on. Adrian trudged onto the stage, feeling the weight of earlier events

Jones family had allies

help. The

257, and Adrian knew

lose again. Flora was probably going to be dead last in this draw, and he and Andy wouldn't fare much better. So, what was the

Already feeling the heat? The real drama hadn't even started yet. "Adrian, you've lost three rounds already. If I were