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."

herbal expertise, and the Medical Hall relied heavily on their supplies. Other suppliers couldn't match their

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

Ms. Flora. I've already made some headway with the Summer family.

"Oh, Master, just trust

what do you think?" Corbyn turned

Corbyn seek Flora's opinion made Tara

does have a way with words," Flora remarked with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. She met Tara's gaze, giving her a sense of being

real aim was to keep

have a natural clash, a strong tension between them. Flora was curious to see

consent,

too, leaving

hands. As it was