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

Chapter 1257

"Flora, sweetheart, do you have a boyfriend? How about I introduce you to my son?" Chelsea asked, rubbing her hands excitedly as she looked Flora over with growing approval. "My son may not be the most extraordinary guy out there, but in the Corporate World, he's quite a big deal!" Many young ladies would jump at the chance to join their family, but Chelsea only had eyes for Flora. The more Chelsea spoke, the more convinced she became. "My son's name is Shadow, and he's the captain of the First Squad in the Enforcement Division! I'll bring him

around to meet you when he's got some time, what do you say?"

The other high-society ladies shot envious glances their way. Many of them had daughters they'd love to marry into the Donovan family, but it was Flora, the newcomer from the mundane world, who caught their attention. And Flora, she really did have something special about her.

When Flora heard the name Shadow, she couldn't help but feel exasperated. Shadow? What a twist of fate. Just a few days ago, she had left him unable to stand after a sparring match.

"Alright then, it's settled. When he's free, I'll bring him over to meet you!" Chelsea decided enthusiastically.

Flora quickly interjected, "No, no, Chelsea, I really appreciate the offer, but I already have a boyfriend, and he's from the Corporate World too."

Flora has a boyfriend? Since when? Didn't she

let down. But then she thought, what did it matter if Flora had a boyfriend? They weren't married. Her son was exceptional; he

Mom,

the high-society ladies left, Flora was about to head back to her room when Mae stopped her, looking serious. "Flora, dear,

duped, Mae was eager to know. Flora, knowing Mae truly

never heard before. Flora must

Hall. Corbyn had jokingly threatened that if

got some

turning sour. Her knees were still aching, and yet Flora had the

"Oh, yelling at me? Guess your knees aren't hurting anymore. Or

that up! If it weren't for Flora, she wouldn't have been

this racket?" Corbyn came down the stairs, his disapproving gaze landing on Sydney. "Haven't you learned any manners yet?