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

The young men were absolutely in awe of Flora. Even after the race was over, they insisted on treating her to a meal and lingered around, not wanting to leave. "Flora, did you come to Lone Island just for the races? And you know medicine too? That's amazing!"

"Flora, now that you're here, don't leave. Teach me some tricks when you have the time, don't just teach Kruz. That's so unfair."

"Adrian, are you out of your mind? She's my Flora, *my* Flora! Favoring you over me?" Kruz couldn't stand it any longer, jealousy gnawing at him.

At first, he wanted everyone to know about Flora, but now he didn't want her to be too well-known.

He couldn't explain why, but there was this stifling feeling in his chest.

"Can she only be yours?" Adrian asked seriously. "She's everyone's Flora, *our* Flora!"

Kruz was speechless.

"Flora, do you really have to head back to the hotel so soon? Come have dinner with us. It's our first time meeting you, and we didn't have time to get a gift. It's pretty embarrassing." "Shut up!"

Kruz was exasperated. No time to prepare a gift? They just didn't think much of Flora before and hadn't considered it.

"No, I'm heading back to the hotel."

Flora gently shook her head, adjusting the strap of her face mask.

"Alright then." Although the group was reluctant, they didn't press her.

Just as Kruz was about to see Flora to the car, a long line of black Maybachs sped towards them, stopping with precision in front of them.

A door opened, and out stepped a middle-aged man who looked like a butler.

Upon seeing the car, Kruz's face went pale, and upon seeing the man, his expression turned to one of utter devastation.

This was it...

"Young master, the lady has sent me to take you home," the butler said, standing in front of Kruz with a perfectly polite smile. Adrian and the others gave Kruz looks of pity.

No need to guess; they knew Kruz was in for a harsh scolding once he got home.

"Hey, Flora, I can't take you back, I have to go get yelled at. I'll have Adrian take you to the hotel," Kruz sighed.

As he finished speaking, the butler interrupted.

"Ms. Flora, the lady has also invited you to join."

Flora stiffened.

Why would Kruz's trouble involve her...

In all her past and present lives, she had never met Connor's mother. Suddenly being asked to meet her was... Quite something.

After all, it was a daughter-in-law's first meeting with her mother-in-law.

But she couldn't refuse, so Flora and Kruz, with heavy steps, got into the car.

...

The Falcone residence.

Located in the heart of Lone Island the building had a European flair The villa wasn't huge but exuded luxury and understated elegance in every detail.

The butler led Flora and Kruz inside.

"Ms. Flora, please have a seat. I'll go and ask the lady to come down."

After speaking, the butler went upstairs, completely ignoring Kruz.

Flora didn't sit, nor did she look around aimlessly. She stood politely, her back straight, her face mask removed, revealing her fair and beautiful features.

Kruz was nervous but still tried to comfort Flora. "Flora, let me tell you, my mom's super scary. If she says anything unpleasant, don't take it to heart, okay? Just think of it as her talking nonsense!"

Flora didn't respond, her gaze quietly sweeping towards a corner on the second floor.

In that corner stood a woman.

Hearing Kruz's words, the corner of her mouth twitched.

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Is this how one talks about their own mother?

It seems he hasn't been disciplined enough!

Her gaze moved from Kruz to Flora.

The young girl stood straight, neither humble nor haughty, with a hint of coolness and a touch of elegance, moving with a grace all her own.