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

Chapter 1242

Jacob and Carly were caught up with the assessments for the kids of the city's elite, leaving early and getting back late every day. Flora found herself bored out of her mind. "Hey, how about we hit up the Security Division for a bit of fun?" Connor suggested, noticing how dull things seemed for her.

"Absolutely!" Flora agreed eagerly, feeling like she'd go stir-crazy otherwise. So, off they went to the Security Division for a change of pace.

These days, the Security Division was knee-deep in training. Jonathan got word that Connor was on his way and, with the top brass in tow, waited at the entrance to greet them. "Boss, ma'am," they all said respectfully.

"Boss, is there something important you need from us today?" Jonathan asked with a serious look, the senior officials eyeing Connor anxiously. Historically, they had to practically beg Connor to drop by, and even then, it was a coin toss if he'd actually show. So, seeing him here of his own accord was both a shock and a cause for jitters!

Did they mess something up? Was there a slip-up in the Security Division? Or did Connor have a significant task for them?

They braced themselves for a scolding or a big assignment. But Connor casually said, "Nope, nothing pressing."

Were they about to get an earful anyway? They tensed up.

Then Connor added, "Flora was bored at home, so I brought her out for some fun. No need to sweat it."

The senior officials: "..."

already been

being bored, he

training field," Connor said, as if it were the

actually got some official

gaze turned icy, "I'm here to hang out with Flora,

for ages, leaving Flora

bug me

Flora, his demeanor softening immediately, "Come on,

as they walked on, leaving the senior officials

...

the training field,

pushing their squads through the paces. Team nine's

ver

was on duty elsewhere, so he wasn't

a hundred men were training, shirts off, when Connor and Flora walked in. They snapped to attention, "Boss! Ma'am!" Their voices boomed across the field. Even if they weren't fond of Flora, respect

"Put your shirts on."