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

As soon as the words left his mouth, Moss shot them an icy, sharp look.

Kruz's expression darkened, his eyes blazing with anger as he glared at them with an intimidating intensity.

The White family members were on the verge of tears. Who could have guessed this woman's background was so formidable? She had connections with that powerful figure! Even the head of the Falcone family listened to her. "Train me, Flora? You've got guts!" Kruz chuckled coldly. He was usually all smiles, but when he was angry, he was downright intimidating. He might not have Connor's natural authority, but he could still make people tremble. "You lot will squat here for three hours. If you don't finish, don't even think about getting up!" Kruz threatened ominously. "And if you try to pull any tricks... well, you know you can't fool me."

"Mr. Kruz... we still need to take Ms. Joy and the others back to the hotel..." one of them said, summoning all their courage.

What nonsense about Ms. Joy, she wasn't his Flora. What did it matter to him?

"Don't give me any lip. If any of you dare to leave even a minute early, you'll regret it!"

"Hehe, Flora, let's get out of here. This place is such a downer."

When he looked at Flora, Kruz's fierce demeanor vanished, replaced by an eager-to-please attitude.

"Mm." Flora nodded, took a few steps, then stopped. "Have someone take those two back."

Mr. Tanner and Selene, whom she pointed to, were both taken aback. They hadn't expected Flora to remember them, let alone arrange for their return.

"Yes." Moss responded respectfully.

Kruz quickly led Flora away.

"What about Joy, what do we do?" Debra asked anxiously, seeing the White family actually squatting as Kruz commanded. If they were really squatting, who would take them back? They regretted ever speaking about Flora that way. Joy's face was ashen, silent, glaring in the direction Flora had left.

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"Flora, come on, I'll take you to a great place!"

Kruz pulled Flora into the car, stepped on the gas, and left Moss behind, clearly pleased with himself. "Where to?" Flora asked lazily, showing little interest.

"To the races! I risked everything to get my car out today. It'd be a waste not to face! Perfect chance to show those guys what you're made of!"

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"Not interested," Flora replied lazily. "Take me back to the hotel. I'm not going to the races."

As she spoke, she was texting on her phone, checking in with Raul and Henrik, and also dropping a message to Connor.

"Come on, Flora, it's still early. You'll be bored at the hotel. Just come and have some fun with me."

"No," Flora coldly refused. "Have you forgotten your brother forbade you from racing?"

Kruz's face fell. "Why bring up my brother on such a happy day?"

"Sis, come on, just a bit of fun. I've already told my friends I'd bring you," Kruz was almost in tears, afraid she'd refuse. "Flora, please! Help me out here!"

He turned to look at Flora, wishing he could cling to her leg if he wasn't driving.

"I've already boasted about it. If you don't

come the race track this once, and I take you back to the hotel myself!"

en they'll laugh at me! Just

"Please! Pretty please, Sis!"

Kruz's plea was loud and desperate, making Flora's head ache.

"Watch the road, drive properly," she said, rubbing her forehead impatiently. "One more word, and you're out of the car."

"Got it! I'll be absolutely quiet!" Knowing Flora had agreed, Kruz joyfully accepted and stepped on the gas again.