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

The girl strolled down the stairs, wearing a simple white blouse and wide-leg pants, topped off with a matching cap. With her hands tucked casually in her pockets, she kept her gaze low, indifferent, until she felt their eyes on her. She lifted her gaze, and her stunning face caught Sammuel completely off guard. "Little sister..."

The resemblance to his sister Mira was uncanny, shaking Sammuel to his core. It felt like a storm was raging inside him, his blood turning to ice. He instinctively moved forward but stopped after a few steps.

This wasn't his sister, just someone who looked like her.

But how could they look so alike...

"Did I hear this gentleman say he wanted me kicked out of the Wellness Center?" Flora stood there on the stairs, her elbow resting on the railing, her almond eyes cool and distant as she looked at Sammuel. "So, how are you planning to make my life miserable here?" Clearly, she'd heard everything.

"It's not... it was a misunderstanding..." Sammuel, known for his decisive nature, found himself stumbling over his words in front of a face so identical to his sister's. "I'm not deaf." Flora's eyes were ice-cold.

"It's not... it was..." Sammuel's mind went blank under Flora's sharp gaze. He instinctively kicked Brodie, sending him sprawling forward. "He said it!" Brodie: "..."

Flora frowned, having heard of Sammuel's reputation.

The head of the most powerful family in the Martial World.

Renowned for his ruthless ways and icy demeanor.

Yet, she couldn't help but think he seemed a bit... clueless?

"Did Tara tell you I bullied her?" Flora asked, her expression neutral.

"It's a misunderstanding..." Sammuel quickly replied, overwhelmed by Flora's resemblance to his sister. He couldn't think straight, but deep down

looked so much like his sistol.ne

he felt that someone who

couldn't be the vile woman Tara described.

"It's not a misunderstanding." Flora cut him off, her patience wearing thin. "Mr. Rath, I'm not someone you can mess around with, so you'd better tell your precious niece to steer clear of me. I can't stand her, and if she pushes me too far, I can't promise what I'll do."

The onlookers at the Wellness Center gasped at her audacity.

Ms. Flora had guts, daring to speak to Mr. Roth like that.

Everyone knew how much Mr. Roth adored Tara; surely he wouldn't let Flora off easy!

And sure enough, Mr. Roth's eyes turned red with anger.

Sammuel locked eyes with Flora, his excitement barely contained. Not only did she look like his sister, but her fiery temperament was strikingly similar too! He... really liked her!

"Ms. Flora, maybe don't talk to Mr. Roth like that," someone gently advised Flora. "Mr. Roth is very powerful, and if you upset him..."

Even though Sammuel didn't control the Wellness Center, as the head of the top family in the Martial World, he could make Flora regret it with a snap of his fingers. "Mr. Roth, so what do you plan to do with me?" Flora chuckled softly, her eyes cold but sharp with defiance.

This was getting interesting.

Tara was after her man, and Sammuel claimed he'd push her out of the Wellness Center, thinking she'd be an easy target?

Flora had always kept a low profile, avoiding trouble but never fearing it. Now that the Roth family had brought it to her doorstep, was she supposed to just roll over?

Sammuel sensed her hostility, his

heart uneasy. Maybe it was becausenovelbin

she looked so much like his sister,

but her defiant gaze hurt him in a

way he couldn't quite explain