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

Chapter 1291

The executives were all in agreement. Tara's smile faltered for a moment, nearly slipping, as she was caught off guard by their unexpected consensus.

"I think it's a good idea too, but..." she started, pretending to struggle with the thought. "Master, Ms. Flora is still so young. We know she's capable, but the others don't... Appointing her as an elder right away might stir up some controversy."

Tara knew Corbyn well enough to predict his indifference, so she quickly continued before he could speak. "Master, I understand you don't care about gossip, but Ms. Flora, being a young woman, might not want to be the subject of whispers. Actually, I have an idea..." Indeed, Tara knew Corbyn like the back of her hand. Initially, he seemed unfazed, but as she elaborated, concern flickered across his face.

Tara made a valid point; he might not be bothered, but that didn't mean Flora wouldn't care. Being talked about behind her back would surely be uncomfortable for a young girl.

So, when Tara wrapped up her suggestion, he leaned in, asking eagerly, "What's your idea?"

Tara smiled, "The contract between the Summer family and the Medical Hall is about to end, and everyone's been stressed about it. If Ms. Flora could prevent the Summer family from ending the contract, I bet everyone would acknowledge her abilities, leaving them with no complaints."

Medical Hall relied heavily on their supplies. Other suppliers couldn't match their quality, and the thought of losing them had Corbyn

here and doesn't know anyone from the Summer family. She can't handle this," Corbyn dismissed the idea immediately. There were plenty of ways to prove oneself; why pick this particular route? Flora was new and lacked connections. Meeting someone from the Summer

headway with the Summer family. When the time comes, I can introduce

"Oh, Master, just trust me on this. I'll make

Corbyn turned to Flora, his voice tinged with

made Tara bite her lip,

her eyes. She met Tara's gaze, giving her a sense of being seen through, making Tara feel a

that Tara's real aim

them. Flora was curious

consent, Corbyn

too, leaving

in Tara's hands. As it was time to eat,