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

Chapter 1264

Flora slipped quietly into the Enforcement Division's training grounds, her intuition telling her there was something fishy about Hawthorn. Maybe she was overthinking, but it never hurt to be a bit cautious.

Rory stood respectfully beside her. "Ma'am, I looked into it. Jacob and Carly got stuck with cleaning the restrooms, just over there." He gestured in the direction and started to lead Flora.

"Cleaning restrooms?" Flora's eyebrows knitted together. "What did they do to deserve that?"

"Seems like they messed up somehow, but I don't really have the details," Rory admitted, scratching his head awkwardly. Managing hundreds of people meant he couldn't keep track of everything, and when it came to Jacob and Carly, their instructor Hawthorn would know best. Little did Rory suspect that Hawthorn might have it in for them.

Without a word, Flora headed off in the direction Rory had indicated. Sensing trouble, Rory quickly tagged along.

As they neared the public restroom, they stumbled upon a sight that drained the color from Rory's face.

Carly were grudgingly scrubbing the floor, a task

Jacob said, flinging his rag into the bucket. "Hawthorn's in cahoots with Kenneth, right?" "Looks like it,"

chummy with Teddy but rough on them-it had to be on

like he owns the place, just because he's got connections in

defeat. Having someone to back you up really was a big deal.

Hawthorn wouldn't even let us go,"

an obnoxious voice from

there,

Teddy chuckled. "It's lively out there on open day, but you're stuck here. Isn't that just sad?" "Mind your own business!" Carly snapped through

me up a bit, you wouldn't have to suffer like this. Kenneth's the big-shot captain of the ninth squad, my brother-in-law, and Hawthorn's his lackey. He calls me Master Teddy with respect. Messing with me's just asking for trouble. How about you kneel and give me three kowtows, and I'll tell Hawthorn