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

He quickly blurted out, "Not close, not close at all. I barely know her! I'm yours, you think I'd have such bad taste?" Could any random person just be close to him?

Flora's face softened a bit, as if to say, at least you have some sense.

Aisha watched their easy banter, her face turning sour.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

"Rafael, do you know this lady? Sorry, she was dressed so plainly we thought she was staff here, so..."

"Seems like you and your assistant both need an eye check, Ms. Aisha," Rafael cut her off with a cold laugh.

Aisha hadn't expected Rafael to embarrass her like this. Sure, he was never overly warm with her, but he wasn't usually this cold to others.

She knew most of his politeness was out of respect for her father, but still, Rafael always treated her a bit differently. There were even rumors online about them being a couple. This was the first time he had put her in such a tough spot in front of so many people.

Her gaze darkened, and she murmured, "Lindsey, apologize to the lady."

"I didn't mean to," Lindsey said, biting her lip and looking hurt. "She suddenly appeared in our lounge. How were we to know her intentions? Maybe she was here to take secret photos."

"She's a friend of Rafael's. How could she possibly be here to take secret photos?" Aisha scolded her with a look, then turned a softer gaze back to Rafael.

"Rafael, but I have to remind you, as celebrities, we need to be cautious about who we befriend, especially girls from outside the industry. They..."

She let her words trail off, but the hint was clear.

Rafael's face grew even darker, his frustration breaking into a sneer. "You say this is your lounge? Are your eyes just for decoration?"

Aisha's smile almost faltered, and just then, a girl behind her timidly tugged at her, "Aisha... I think we've got the wrong lounge..."

Aisha left with her face turning green and red from embarrassment.

She'd never been so humiliated in her life!

Once they were in a quiet spot, Aisha, fuming, slapped the girl who had tried to warn her.

The girl didn't dare make a sound, feeling wronged. It wasn't her fault they'd taken the wrong path; the organizers had given them the wrong room number. She had alerted Aisha as soon as she noticed the mistake.

"Did you find out who that woman is?" Aisha asked, barely containing her rage.

Lindsey flinched, hurrying to respond, "I asked around. It was Henrik who brought that woman here, and he seems quite fond of her. As for her identity, it's hard to pin down right now."

"Heh, if even Henrik's mixed up with her, she must be something else."

Aisha scoffed. If a man is good to a woman, what else could it be but a romantic relationship?

Henrik was known in the industry for his integrity and discretion, never fooling around or playing with women.

That woman must be something special to have both Henrik and Rafael wrapped around her finger.

Was she so full of herself just because she had Henrik and Rafael looking out for her?

They couldn't protect her forever.

She'd teach her a lesson about who she shouldn't mess with.

Aisha lowered her voice to Lindsey, "When the competition starts, do something for me..."

"Aisha, is that really a good idea? That woman was personally brought by Henrik, and you're about to collaborate with him. It's not a good time to offend him..."

Lindsey hesitated. Although she often acted high and mighty with Aisha's backing, she still knew when to draw the line.