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

"Evidence should be shown, not just talked about," Abbey sneered confidently. She was certain Flora couldn't produce any evidence. The original paper had already been dealt with by her. Flora would just have to swallow this loss. Flora squinted at her, lips parting as if to speak, but at that moment, the anxious voice of a staff member echoed from outside. "Mr. Howard..."

Abbey's eyelids twitched, and she quickly turned to look outside. Flora looked out as well.

Connor, dressed in a sharp black suit, led the way with Moss and Beck flanking him. A chilling aura surrounded him, growing more intense as he approached, putting pressure on everyone, making it hard to breathe.

Amanda's heart raced as she nervously watched him, knowing this was a sign of Connor's anger. Her son, when angry, was truly frightening.

"Connor..." Abbey murmured, but Connor didn't even glance at her. He walked straight past to stand in front of Flora.

"Connor," Flora said with a small smile. Connor raised his hand and gently ruffled her hair. The chilling, restless energy around him instantly dissipated, like a fierce tiger being soothed. The oppressive air lifted, leaving everyone feeling like they'd survived a great ordeal. Amanda was astounded. Just a word from Flora, and Connor calmed down. It seemed her son's affection for Flora ran deep. Her eyes shimmered, deep in thought.

"Bro, you're finally here!" Kruz exclaimed, overjoyed. With his brother here, Abbey couldn't play her tricks anymore!

"Ms. Abbey, you just said this paper belongs to Ms. Flora, right?" Moss turned to Abbey.

Abbey panicked but nodded. "Yes."

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"And what about this?" Moss pulled a paper out of his pocket and laid it on the table. The handwriting matched the paper Abbey had shown, but in the name section, it clearly read 'Flora.' The only difference was that this paper's answers were nearly perfect.

Mr. Tanner stared at the paper on the table, his hands trembling slightly, eyes brimming with tears of excitement. Yes! This was Flora's paper! This is how Flora's paper should look! The answers were so perfect, solved in the simplest yet most profound way, it was enlightening!

Abbey's face turned pale. This paper was supposed to have been dealt with by her. How did Connor get it? "Ms. Abbey, care to explain?" Beck chimed in.

"There's nothing to explain, Connor, I didn't think you would be so biased towards Flora," Abbey quickly concocted a response, feigning

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"You're saying this paper is fake?"

"Yes," Abbey nodded firmly. She had her strategy ready. She would deny everything since both papers had the same handwriting. There was no way to prove which one was truly written by Flora. Truly, not giving up until the very end.

A shadow of coldness flickered through Connor's dark eyes. As he was about to speak, Flora tugged at him, "Don't talk to her. She disgusts me."