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

Chapter 949

The moment Joe's words hit the air, everyone around was left in a state of utter confusion. Their faces wore expressions of disbelief and bewilderment. "An autograph?"

Seriously, what autograph?

Joe, being the big boss of Racing Club 257, had quite a prestigious reputation. So, why on earth would he be after an autograph from some young girl? Flora was just as surprised, her expression a mix of shock and amusement. "An autograph?"

Joe nodded enthusiastically, "Yes!"

Seeing Flora's puzzled look, he quickly added, "You meet so many people, you probably don't remember someone like me, but I remember you! It was at..." Joe hesitated, realizing the crowd around them. He didn't want to spill the beans about Flora's identity, so he dropped his voice to a whisper for the next part.

"Your racing skills? Absolutely amazing! I haven't been able to forget them since the day we met. Plus, you indirectly saved my life! Without the medicine you gave me, my heart condition would've done me in!"

Joe was getting more and more animated with each word. "I never thought I'd get to see you again!"

"Could you... would you mind giving me your autograph?"

Joe's voice was cautious, almost as if he was afraid she'd say no. If she didn't want to, that was okay. Disappointing, sure, but he couldn't push Flora!

clear to everyone, leading to another round of "What in the world?" looks from the

point to show up at the race himself. No wonder he'd gone out of his way to support the Reyes family. They all thought it was because of Connor, assuming Connor had twisted

lucked out with such a gem. She knew folks from the TM Club, and now even the head honcho of Racing

a moment, she still couldn't remember who he was, but she

shrugged casually, "An autograph?

an autograph for the Reyes family's entry into Racing Club

turn him down, feeling a bit down in the dumps. But her sudden approval

a pen, then pointed to his fancy

to treasure it

Flora: "..."

any fuss, she scribbled

like

...

serene. But outside, it was a

at the entrance, shivering in the biting winter wind. Just as he was about to turn into

eyes red with worry, shouting, "What