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

Chapter 1283

Alright, let's just roll with it.

The second evaluator didn't quite measure up to the first-pretty average all around and Corbyn wasn't thrilled. The higher-ups seemed to think the same.

They had tried a few more candidates, but nothing clicked, and Corbyn was getting a bit edgy.

"Next up, Sydney."

The name "Sydney" got Flora's attention. She lifted her eyelids slightly and watched the door, a playful smile dancing on her lips.

Corbyn frowned at the mention of Sydney. Her personality left much to be desired, but you couldn't deny her talent.

Let's see what her recipe brings to the table. If it's impressive, he wouldn't let personal feelings sway him.

The senior folks were visibly eager, and even Scott perked up, looking a bit excited. Sydney was a close second to Tara among the younger crowd, and they all had high hopes she'd surprise them.

...

Just outside the door, Sydney gripped her recipe tightly, trying to steady her nerves.

this rut, a

door, her lips curving like she was stepping into

the sides, and bowed. "Hello, Corbyn. Hello, esteemed elders. I'm candidate number 17, Sydney." "Hand over the recipe," Corbyn's

"Sure thing."

up, her face a picture of confidence and poise. But then, she locked eyes with a teasing, almost smirking gaze,

ran cold, and her bones felt icy. She instinctively tightened her grip on

Why is she here? And sitting next to Corbyn,

wrong?" Corbyn asked, noticing her

pointed at Flora, disbelief etched on her face. "And why is she sitting beside you? What qualifies her for that

her the right to sit

slogged away for

Hall, still just

had somehow leapfrogged to chief examiner Could anything be more outrageous?

frustration boiling over. "Flora doesn't have the age or experience for that

Corbyn an exasperated

He knew this would blow

were too cautious to voice their thoughts like Sydney,

let's focus on