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

Chapter 1030

"Listen-" Blake paused, dragging out his words, "Cynthia, I was the one who graded your resit exams."

The implication was obvious: as long as he wanted, Cynthia wouldn't pass her resits, and she'd have to retake the course.

And that would be the end of the line for Cynthia.

No reputable hospital would hire a student with retakes on their record.

"Screw you!"

Cynthia couldn't hold back anymore. She grabbed the hefty stack of papers she'd painstakingly written and hurled it straight at Blake!

Blake hadn't seen it coming. He didn't even flinch, and the stack smacked him right in the face!

Blake was in disbelief, his voice cracking, "Cynthia, you have the nerve to hit a teacher?"

Before he could finish, Eilies snatched a pen holder from the desk and chucked it at him. "So what if I did hit you?"

Damn. If they kept holding back, they'd end up as doormats!

This time, Blake was ready and dodged in time, but his face turned a darker shade of red.

As a professor, their teacher, did they really have the guts to stand up to him? Did they not respect him at all?

compare to Eilies? Is your family background as good as hers? Are your parents big shots in politics or business? Just a regular office worker, right? Do you have the guts

walked over, picked them up, tossed them on the ground, stomped on them hard, and then

belongs in the trash can, wouldn't you

seeing them trampled under Blake's feet, torn to shreds, made her eyes burn with

anger hit the

Blake felt triumphant. Recently, because of Flora, he'd lost all face. He couldn't take it out on

helpless faces gave him a twisted sense

with glee and

staring at the heap of papers in the trash,

those sleepless nights, all her hard

her so upset,

lump in

throat. She

shot a quick

parents.

needed to put Blake

"Oh my goodness!"

SWOO

in, only to be met with the chaos of

clinical practice results, and the counselor had called Flora to catch up, but got delayed and

now.

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