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

Chapter 1050

She spent ages thinking it over, and now, her only shot was to call her dad, hoping he'd hire a lawyer to get them out of this mess. Blake and Lydia had lost their mom early on, and when their dad remarried, he moved abroad, pretty much leaving them to fend for themselves. Only because Blake and Lydia had made a name for themselves in the medical and design fields, adding some shine to his reputation, did he bother to call once in a while. But now that they were knee-deep in trouble, would their dad even care?

Blake really didn't want to make that call, but they had no other options. Gathering her nerve, she told the officer they needed to call their family to get a lawyer involved. The officer didn't give them the time of day, too wrapped up in his own stuff. They were completely ignored.

Blake was so frustrated she felt sick to her stomach, yet there was nothing she could do.

"Please come in."

The door to the interrogation room swung open, letting in a flood of light. Blake and Lydia instinctively glanced up to see Howell and Kaylee walk in, with Beck trailing behind them. Suddenly, the officer who had brushed them off was all smiles and respect. "What are you doing here!" Lydia's voice cracked with emotion, her eyes already red with anger and hurt. "Haven't you messed with me enough! What do you want now?"

"We don't have the time to mess with you," Howell said, settling into the chair across from her, adjusting his glasses. "You're not worth the trouble."

Lydia had cornered herself.

mind, dismissing her as a

the effort! Can you believe it? They said she wasn't

for your meddling, I'd have caught Rose's eye and become her apprentice. I'd have made waves in the fashion world!"

and Howell stared at

up: "You've always wanted to know

chill ran down Lydia's

curious

going, trying to figure out if Flora was indeed Rose. The doser would have to wash the winner's socks

from her bag and handed it

shaking, opened the document. Right there on the first page, in bold letters: -Rose's Studio, CEO, and Legal Representative:

like her blood had turned to ice. Rose's Studio.t belonged to Flora. So Flora was actually Rose. The Flora she had always dismissed...

Rose, all along.

didn't follow fashion closely, she knew how big a deal

just as blown