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

Chapter 1007

He could tell Flora was fuming. He turned to Lydia, eyes cold as ice. "Miss, you need to leave Rose's Studio immediately. From this moment on, you're banned. And forget about entering any fashion design competitions we sponsor."

"Mr. Howell!" Lydia's voice shook with panic.

"Get her out of here!" Howell cut her off, too busy worrying about calming Flora.

"Not just her," said Flora, her voice calm as she glanced at the two who'd backed Lydia earlier. They froze, fear etched on their faces.

"They bad-mouthed me too."

"Escort them out as well," Howell ordered the security team without hesitation.

"Mr. Howell, we messed up! We didn't mean it! Miss, please, forgive us!" The two women were pale, practically pleading. Crossing Rose's Studio meant their careers were toast.

They'd underestimated Flora, thinking she was a nobody. Who knew she had Howell on her side?

to look their way. "We only said one thing about you!

from all Rose's Studio events. That would be the

the words to beg, but her eyes were full of venom as she glared at

back, too scared to speak, though they thought the punishment might be over the top. But then again, Lydia and her pals had

called her a bully? Fine by her. You can't insult someone in their own space and expect them to turn the

could be petty

given Lydia a

Blake's sister,

moved over them, settling on Lydia. "How many of your designs are actually original? Hiring ghostwriters,

Won

that, the two women turned ghostly pale, lips trembling,

find out? They thought they'd covered their tracks

and her crew were persona non grata at Rose's Studio. Lydia and her entourage were speechless as they were

l.ne

well enough, letting those kinds of people in.

tea to make up