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

Chapter 1200

The following morning, Flora woke up feeling groggy and achy, her body marked with bruises as if she'd been through a rough tumble. Her initial thought was that Connor might have done something unsavory while she was asleep, but she quickly brushed that idea aside it just didn't seem likely. Perplexed, she made her way downstairs and plopped down at the dining table, her expression still cloudy with confusion. "Connor, did something happen last night?"

Moss and Beck, overhearing this, couldn't help but twitch at her question. Connor, keeping a straight face, handed her a bowl of oatmeal. "Nope, you were quite the angel last night."

Quite the angel?! Beck nearly burst out laughing at the sheer absurdity! Seriously, boss, could you be any more unconvincing? Last night, Ms. Flora was like a scene straight out of a horror movie, scaring the living daylights out of the bodyguards-they almost passed out thinking they'd seen a ghost! And yet, here he was, saying she was "quite the angel."

"I thought I was pretty well-behaved myself," Flora mused, attributing her strange state to the effect of some powerful medication.

After breakfast, Flora planned to meet up with Jules, but Mike's call interrupted her plans. "Flora! Are you back at the base?" Mike's voice carried a hint of urgency.

"Yeah," Flora replied, her tone as cool as a cucumber.

"Get to the lobby, now!"

wasn't one for drama; if it wasn't crucial, she

voice dropped to a whisper, "I can't explain over the phone. Do

stopped in her tracks, her grip

there," she said, ending the

change in her demeanor.

If she had a shot at Martial World, he needed

"Mike mentioned Martial World out

hunch—probably the Schuler family

after last night's events. She hadn't realized it yet, but once she got into action she'd see the difference. The Schuler family's goons

a pastry into

woman was visibly losing her patience. "When is Flora going to show up?" she huffed, clearly not

assured them,