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

Chapter 1187

In the lab, Eula was pacing, rubbing the back of his head where a tuft of hair hung messily. He caught a glimpse of the surveillance footage and saw someone turn off the poison gas switch, letting in the folks from Club 257 and Empire Base. That someone looked like a

bodyguard, and Eula recognized him it was one of Aiden's guys!

"The nerve of that kid," he muttered, "betraying me over a woman, doesn't even care about his own skin!"

Did he really think he could make a run for it now that the 257 and Empire Base crew were here? Eula knew his number was up, but at least the lab would hold for a bit longer. It was built like a fortress; not even a truckload of explosives could blow it open, and breaking his security system was no small feat for anyone.

Just as he was thinking this, alarms blared through the lab. Eula's face went white with shock. Someone had breached the security already?

deadly glare at Flora, who was tied up against the wall. This was all her fault!

he did in there. When he re-emerged, he clutched Flora, holding

than when she was first poisoned. Her

confidence. Right now, his chest was heaving, his breath unsteady. His amber eyes were filled

just behind Connor, saw Flora being held hostage and his eyes flared with anger: "Eula,

you out of the fire?" Eula raged, "Throwing me over

here, but I'm not making it easy for you," Eula sneered. "This vial's got a chemical that can eat through anything. One drop on Flora,

her go now," Connor demanded, his eyes locked on Eula's hand holding the vial. He had been through a lot in his life, but this was the first

hit Eula, but that

gamble with

act like you care about this woman, don't you?" Eula taunted, "People are naturally selfish. I'm curious,