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

"Alright, I won't say it," Connor chuckled, "I'm afraid I'll gross myself out."

He then turned to Moss, "You say it for me."

The two played off each other so well that Abbey was practically fuming, her nose nearly twitching with anger.

Gross?

She's gross?

Even talking is gross??

Everyone else in the room was stifling their laughter out of respect for Abbey, except for Kruz and Adrian, who were doubled over, laughing without a care.

Ethan couldn't help but let a smirk slip. What was she going to do? Flora wasn't as bad as she initially thought.

"Yes, boss," Moss responded seriously, then turned to Abbey, enunciating each word slowly, "Ms. Abbey, as I recall, all answer sheets for major events on Lone Island are uniformly printed and, more importantly, each one is numbered." Abbey's face turned pale as Moss's words sank in.

How did he know!

"The numbers are in sequential order. We can just check the sequence numbers of the answer sheets from Flora's exam hall and compare them with these. Everything will be clear."

Moss's voice wasn't loud, but it rang clearly through the room.

Abbey's last shred of color drained from her face.

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Because the White family handled the printing and the organization of the medical contest.

How did Connor know...

She had been so sure they wouldn't find out, which was why she dared to bring a random answer sheet to bluff!

"Bro, you're amazing! I didn't know about this!" Kruz was in awe of Connor and incredibly excited. "Did you hear that? Moss said every sheet is numbered. Let's check the numbers and clear this up!"

He dashed over and swiftly grabbed the sheets from the table. "If the White family won't check, I'll have someone do it."

"Wait!"

"What, feeling guilty?" Kruz sneered.

Abbey bit her lip hard, panic etched on her face.

They can't check.

They absolutely can't check!

She had to think of something...

"Director White!"

Just then, a staff member's respectful voice came from outside the door.

A group of people stormed in, led by

an elderly man with gray hair, leaning on a cane. Despite his age, his powerful presence was undeniable.

"Grandfather!" Abbey sighed in relief but felt a pang of guilt.

Grandfather's arrival meant this

mess would be taken care of, but she knew she was in for a scolding for causing such a big scene.

BUMS

Tommy looked at Abbey with a cold expression, his eyes brimming with disappointment and anger.

He had trusted her with the medical contest, and she had made a mess of it!

Under his gaze, Abbey felt even more nervous and frightened, quickly lowering her head.

"I already know what happened here, and I've identified the person responsible," Tommy stated firmly.

As he finished, Elijah stepped forward, trembling.

"I swapped Miss Flora's answer sheet. Previously... there were misunderstandings between us, and I held a lot of resentment towards her, so I acted out of spite. I was wrong. Please forgive me."

Everyone in the room wasn't fooled; they could see Elijah was just a scapegoat.

"As compensation, I will re-announce Flora's scores, and Elijah will apologize to Miss Flora in front of all the teams."