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

Chapter 1209

Flora wasn't all that familiar with Martial World, but she trusted Connor's judgment when it came to choosing a family for her; they had to be decent.

Sure enough, the next day, the Gilbert family sent someone to fetch Flora. Their approach was nothing short of cautious. News of Flora swiftly defeating Lillian had spread like wildfire across Martial World, and it seemed this prodigy had quite the reputation for a fiery temper. The Gilberts were on edge, worried that if Flora got peeved, she might go off on them too.

But to their surprise, she was just a bit reserved, yet incredibly polite, without a hint of the typical genius arrogance. This made the Gilbert family warm up to her even more.

"Miss Flora, feel free to stay another day. Tomorrow morning, we'll take you to Martial World," they said with utmost respect.

That evening, Flora lay sprawled on the bed, chin in hand, watching Connor as he packed her things.

"You go with them to Martial World, and I'll catch up with you later," Connor said, sitting cross-legged on the carpet as he packed her personal clothes into a bag, placing them neatly in the suitcase.

"Okay." Flora nodded, her eyes fixed on him. A thought crossed her mind, "Connor, once I'm there, can I come back whenever I want?"

had plans to celebrate with him. Martial World had strict rules, and without

chuckled, "For others, no.

Connor. After a moment, she got up, skipped the shoes, and padded barefoot across the plush

behind. Fresh from a bath, her scent

you want to spend time with me?" she teased,

took a deep

the suitcase, zipped it up, and set it aside. Then, he turned to Flora, scooped her up

family estate was smack dab in the center of it, and after crossing the border,

thanks to their skills, so it wouldn't take them long. Since Flora wasn't one,

since most folks didn't need them. Each family kept a few for emergencies. But these cars

eyes on what looked like a tractor, she paused, deep in

taking this?" she

I'm a pro behind the wheel, no worries!" the young man, Joey, who couldn't have been more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight, replied with