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

Only Nathan's special perfume could truly heal him. Going to the doctor wouldn't help much; it could only ease the symptoms a little.

"Alright!" Luke nodded, helping him into the car. Just as he opened the door, he saw Gerald being forcibly escorted out.

He quickly called out, "Gerald, come with me! We need to get my dad to the hospital!"

Gerald scoffed, "To the hospital?" He glanced at the barely conscious Zachary and delivered a swift kick to his thigh! Zachary, already weak, crumpled to the ground from the blow. Luke yelled, "Gerald, what the hell are you doing!"

"Don't shout at me! If you guys hadn't dragged me into dealing with Flora, would I have been kicked out of Racing Club 257? And when I asked you to speak up for me earlier, what did you do? You only looked out for yourself!"

"The Jones family fell apart because of you!" The more Gerald vented, the angrier he got, storming off in a rage. The Jones family was on the brink anyway, and Gerald was determined to grab as much of their wealth as he could. No sooner had Gerald left than another group showed up.

"Jones! You've got some nerve! I was wondering why a member of my racing team had an accident just before the race. It was your doing!"

"My grandson was bedridden for three whole months because of you! Let me tell you, you'd better be dead! Otherwise, I'll make you wish you were!"

"Not a single one of you in the Jones family is worth anything! You're not even good enough to compare to a finger of the Reyes family! Why are you just standing there? Beat him to a pulp on my account!"

This group, having received Moss's emails, knew all about the Jones family's dirty deeds and came over, furious, to seek revenge.

More than a dozen people started beating on Luke and Zachary. Luke was nearly in tears, struggling to get Zachary into the car before slamming on the gas to escape.

He was racing to the Neville family! Begging Nathan to save his dad!

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The race assessment finally wrapped up. Karter stayed behind to discuss team matters with Joe, while Flora, finding it all too dull, headed back to the villa with Connor. Raul, Henrik, and Amanda joined them. Flora went to change out of her racing suit in the restroom, while Connor waited outside.

"Boss," Moss approached. "Zachary's already left, heading to the Neville family."

Zachary, that's Zachery's name. "They're hoping Nathan will help craft a special perfume, but they're barking up the wrong tree."

They had crossed Ms. Flora and still expected Nathan to help them? Dream on.

Connor listened, his expression icy: "Make sure everything is handled smoothly."

People pushed to the edge can do anything, especially someone as ruthless as Zachary.

"Yes," Moss nodded, serious as ever.

As Moss left, Flora emerged from the restroom. Connor packed her clothes into a small backpack he had and then wrapped a burgundy scarf around her.

Flora stood still, watching him, her face half-hidden by the scarf, her eyes sparkling.

Connor slipped a glove onto her right hand and tucked her left hand into his coat pocket.

"Let's go."

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Luke was speeding all the way to the Neville family. But he was stopped at the entrance. "Mr. Luke, our master has made it clear: no one from the Jones family is allowed inside." The butler maintained his polite smile, but his tone was firm and unyielding.