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

Chapter 1080

Her face broke into an unintentional smile, but it vanished in a heartbeat. Henrik gave the staff a knowing glance, and the stage's big screen flickered to life. Up popped a series of screenshots.

There they were conversations of Liam pestering Cecelia for money and snapshots of Cecelia forwarding the cash. Liam's words were downright vile, a string of curses thrown Cecelia's way. Those screenshots alone demolished the caring dad image Liam had just tried to put on.

The screen shifted to show a bank account statement. "As you can see," Henrik grabbed the mic, his voice crystal clear to everyone, "five years ago, Cecelia aced the city's high school exams, and the school rewarded her with two hundred thousand. Look here, that money ended up in Liam's account. And in just a month, he blew through it all."

"These transfer screenshots are the proof." Silence fell over the room again.

Liam's face showed panic as plain as day. Aisha shot up from her seat, staring at the screen in disbelief. How could this be happening?

She had assumed these parent-child matters were always messy. Even if Cecelia found a way to clear things up later, her reputation would have taken a hit. But here she was, clearing things up now! Doing it now versus later made all the difference!

it clicked-everything was too smooth! Cecelia had been too calm! Like she knew exactly what Aisha

middle-aged man onto the stage. He wore glasses, sported

Cecelia's lips quivered

remarkable obedient, polite, and outstanding academically. It's a shame she has such parents, who kept her from going to college." He sighed deeply, a mix of sorrow and anger

words grew

outrage. How despicable! Damn it! How could parents like this

Peyton felt the heat of their glares, trembling and speechless. Some in the audience, unable to stand

screens and give Liam and Peyton the beating they deserved. [OMG, that sister who always seemed so simple had such

aches for

just looking for

on Cecelia. She stood in a striking red dress, her face a mask of calm, almost like she was an outsider to all of this, herè eyelashes flickering like a butterfly's wings at rest. He'd