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

Chapter 1138

Why did it suddenly seem like Flora's story had layers no one had peeled back yet? Kylie's heart raced as she clenched her fists tighter. A gun... Flora actually had a gun! With Mike previously standing up for Flora, the pieces started falling into place. She must have some But Jenna wasn't worried. She was a legit heiress from one of those families. If Flora dared to step on her toes, she'd regret it big time.

serious connections, maybe tied to a bigwig family from Lone Island.

"So, you've got a gun, huh?" Jenna's voice dripped with sarcasm as she slowly regained her composure. "Think you can pull the trigger on me?"

Flora, with a casual twirl of the gun in her right hand, locked eyes with Jenna, a hint of mischief in her gaze.

And then, with deliberate slowness, she raised the gun, its dark barrel now aimed straight at Jenna.

"Ms. Flora..." Mike looked like he'd seen a ghost.

Jenna scoffed, "You really think you can shoot me? Go on, I dare you!"

"Flora, I'm the Lady of the Lone Island family, not someone you can mess with lightly. You, from Austenberg, even if you're a world champ, what does that get you? Lay a finger on me, and you, along with every Austenberg person here, will regret it!" Flora listened with a cool detachment, her finger poised on the trigger. And then-she squeezed it.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang-"

shell-shocked. No one thought Flora would actually fire, not even

Jenna's body jerk as it was

shot shattered Jenna's left knee. The

Third shot... Fourth shot...

with alarming precision and speed, deliberately avoiding

Jenna collapsed, a bloodied

as the reality of what happened sank in. Kylie's legs gave way, and she hunched over,

their right mind fires off ten rounds

spitting blood, her bones shattered, leaving her sprawled helplessly in

Flora

the gun away, "My

be messed with,

the

novel

Austenberg."

a chance. But some people just don't get it, strutting around

caught up in this mess, connected in