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

Chapter 1033

Flora shot a glance, and Beck was on it in a heartbeat, grabbing Blake by the collar and lifting her off the ground. "Ah-"

Blake screamed, her feet dangling as Beck held her aloft. He took a couple of steps forward, then firmly pressed his hand against her neck, steering her toward a blue recycling bin. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

Blake braced her hands against the bin's edges, her face flushed with effort. Cynthia, Eilies, and the counselor stood frozen, clueless about Flora's intentions. Was she out of her mind? The bin, reeking after two days of neglect, made Blake gag as she struggled, tears of disgust welling up.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Her hair was a mess, and she looked wild, like she'd gone off the deep end. Panic-stricken, with her face as white as a sheet, Blake feared Beck would really dunk her into the bin. Just then, Flora's voice cut through the chaos, cold and chilling, sending shivers down her spine.

"You, pick up Cynthia's papers. Not a single one missing."

Earlier, Blake had crumpled Cynthia's papers before tossing them into the bin, now mixed with leftover food scraps, making her stomach churn just thinking about it.

"Flora! Don't push it!" Blake's eyes were wide and bloodshot. "I'm a damn Associate Professor at the University of Maple Grove! Have you even thought about what this could mean?"

Grove's reputation. Flora, shaming her on their turf,

Flora wouldn't

give her a scare, but let's not go overboard..." Cynthia finally

of it, knowing her fiery nature. If this blew up, it wouldn't end well

her own

stayed silent, her eyes deep and

her nerve. She figured Flora couldn't be completely fearless;

got? Afraid to lay a finger on me now?" Blake taunted,

a lot of

now she thought

spot. Her arrogance flared: "Cynthia's work was trash anyway. As her teacher, she should just suck it up!

words were cut

"Bang!"

A loud crash!

into the recycling