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

Diego's mind was suddenly flooded with the image of someone, prompting him to quickly pull out his phone. Recently, the buzz about Regretless had been all over the internet, especially since just a few hours ago, the news about Regretless and Rafael had made the trending list.

So, he didn't even need to search; it was right there when he clicked in. The girl in the photo, cozily close to Rafael, dressed in casual wear and wearing a mask, was none other than their own Ms. Flora.

So...

Diego looked at Flora, his voice tight: "Uh, Ms. Flora..."

He had never felt this nervous before. As soon as he spoke up, everyone's eyes turned to him.

Flora also turned to look at him. Treating her brother's subordinate, her tone remained somewhat gentle: "What's up?"

Diego handed his phone to Flora. Flora glanced at the photo of her and Rafael on the screen and sighed inwardly. Knowing she couldn't hide it, she admitted it straightforwardly.

"It's me."

Their conversation was cryptic, leaving everyone in the room baffled.

"What do you mean? Explain it clearly," his colleague nudged him with an elbow.

Diego was still trying to process the fact that Flora was Regretless, his mind buzzing. He took a deep breath, trying to contain his excitement as he said, "Ms. Flora is Regretless!"

As he said this, every cell in his body trembled with excitement. The room fell into dead silence once again.

Ms. Flora is Regretless?! The famous choreographer Regretless?!

"Holy mother of..." Cecelia couldn't help but curse. After she spoke, she suddenly remembered her promise with Flora and quickly shut her mouth. They had a bet not to swear for a month...

She cautiously glanced at Flora, relieved to see she hadn't noticed, and breathed a sigh of relief. Just the thought of having cursed at Flora made her shudder with fear. Luckily, Ms. Flora was forgiving; otherwise, she'd be in deep trouble now.

"Ms. Flora is a legend..."

"Our Ms. Flora is actually Regretless; no one would believe it if we told them!"

"Mr. Raul is amazing, but his sister is even more so; what on earth does this family eat to grow up like this..."

The crowd couldn't help but whisper among themselves, their admiration for Flora going beyond mere 'worship'. They treated Flora like a deity!

When Flora finally left, they were reluctant to see her go, hoping Henrik would often bring Flora along to hang out. After a tiring day, Flora went straight to bed after a simple dinner.

...

Over at the Green family's place, Aisha and Ray were sitting face to face, having dinner. The dishes were all from the top chef of the Metropolitan Hotel, nutritious and tailored to Aisha's taste. "This dish seems a bit salty."

"This fish isn't very fresh."

Ray was just making conversation for the sake of it, causing Aisha's head to buzz. "Can we eat in silence, please?"NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

"So now you find me annoying just by speaking?" Ray glared at her.

"Yep, at least you're aware of it."

Aisha raised her eyebrows, seemingly in agreement. Ray was about to retort humorously when his phone rang. He picked it up, and his expression changed slightly at the caller ID. Without hesitation, he hung up. But the caller rang again soon after.

Ray glanced at Aisha, who was calmly eating, seemingly unconcerned. He pursed his lips and took the phone to the balcony to answer.

"Spit it out quick, what's up!"

Ray's voice was filled with restrained anger, and he deliberately lowered his voice to avoid Aisha overhearing.