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

Everyone fell silent.

Sure, she was out to bully you, but didn't you fight back? With a punch each for them!

The speed at which the girl's demeanor changed was shocking, but what stunned them more was her connection with H. She was the first in years to get this close to H. Plus, she had deep ties with Club 257's Crimson. Just who was she? "Really?" Connor's gaze slowly landed on Miles and the woman next to him. His dark eyes harbored a storm of violence.

On his way here, he had already learned about the incident and how this woman had insulted his Flora with foul language. "Take them and throw them into the lake," Connor said in a low, gravelly voice. It was magnetic and captivating, but to Miles and the woman, it sounded like a death knell at midnight.

The woman was nearly scared out of her wits at the sight of Connor. She realized she had provoked someone she shouldn't have!

If she had known Flora was Connor's woman, she wouldn't have dared to touch Flora even if she had a hundred times the courage!

"Ms. Crimson, we are guests invited by Club 257. Shouldn't there be some basic hospitality?" The woman didn't dare speak to Connor directly, not even daring to meet his gaze, knowing her words wouldn't change his decision. She could only hope for Crimson's intervention. After all, they were here for Club 257's annual meeting, and Crimson should protect them, right?Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Crimson slowly smiled, "You're right about hospitality. Our Club 257 is best at that."

Just as the woman began to feel hopeful, Crimson raised a hand, directing his people, "Since this happened on Club 257's turf, there's no need for Empire Base to intervene. You guys, take them and everyone they brought, and throw them all into the sea!"

Poor bodyguards who had just been thrown into the sea by Flora and had barely climbed back ashore were kicked down again.

From this point on, everyone understood. On this island, the last person you'd want to offend was Flora. This seemingly unremarkable young lady had the support of both Club 257 and Empire Base. They certainly didn't want to end up like Miles and his group, being thrown alive into the sea.

Flora went back to the room with Connor. After the fight, she was a bit hungry, and Connor went to the kitchen to make her something to eat. Club 257, considering everyone's needs, had equipped each faction with a small kitchen. This was to ensure that if they didn't like the food prepared by Club 257, they could make their own. The ingredients and seasonings were fully stocked.

"Ms. Flora, the boss asked me to bring this to you, to tide you over," Colton said as he brought over a plate of pumpkin pancakes. Flora happily picked up a piece, enjoying it leisurely.

When she reached for a second piece, she suddenly noticed something was off. Two pieces of pumpkin pancake had mysteriously disappeared right under her nose! She was stunned for a moment, then quietly took another piece, eating silently. However, her gaze stayed on the pumpkin pancakes.

Suddenly, a chubby little hand reached out. Flora grabbed it!

"Who are you?" she demanded. Someone had sneaked into the room under heavy guard, and she hadn't even noticed!

"Ouch..." A timid, childlike voice sounded, and a little girl about five years old crawled out from under the table.