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

In the audience section, Flora leaned back in her seat, one hand bringing the smoothie Dane had bought her to her lips, the other playing with her phone.

[hasn’t started yet. It’s kind of boring She texted Connor

Seeing no reply, she sent another message: [What are you up to?

Connor quickly replied. [In a meeting.]

Flor was about to send an emoji when another message popped up on her phone. It was from Aaron, asking her for money.

Flore laughed and smoothly transferred ten thousand dollars to him.

These days, Aaron had been asking her for quite a bit of money. She counted the days and decided it was time to real things in.

Her phone vibrated once more.

She thought it was Aaron again. She read it, and then lifted her gaze to see Howell, at her three o’clock, waving at her

She put away her phone and told Dane and the others, “I’ve got something to take care of. Il be back in a bit.”

In the comidor, Howell watched Flora, who’s lazily leaning against the wall in front of him, admiration in his eyes. “Flora, Molly and the others are here. Do you want to meet them?”

“Not for the moment.”

“Alright. We’ve received the design drafts you sent, and the samples have been made. Well courier them to you for a look.”

Howell continued, “This time, some of the contestants have notable talents. There’s one named Yvonne, and I’ve seen her audition work. Though they’re a bit immature, she’s quite gifted for her age.”

Yvonne? Flora almost thought she had heard wrong.

“Who did you say?”

“Yvonne, from the Brimer family of Cedarvalethe.”

Flora was flabbergasted. Talk about a small world.

“If her final piece is promising, Molly and I have discussed it, and we’re thinking of offering her an externship”

Flora fell silent. She paused, about to speak, when she heard sobbing.

Flora recognized the voice, and looking towards the source, she saw Kaylee. She was sitting at the end of the corridor, her head buried in her knees, crying.

“Flora, what do you think…….

“Decide for yourself.” Flora walked towards Kaylee. “I’ve got to do something now. You go ahead.”

Howell nodded and left the corridor.

Flora stopped in front of Kaylee. Kaylee was crying so earnestly she hadn’t noticed Flera approach.

Flora crouched down slightly and asked, “Why the tears all of a sudden?”

Kaylee jumped at the voice above her head. She looked up abruptly to see Flora’s face close by, her eyes welling up after a moment. “Flora…..” She was sobbing painfully.

“What happened? Who bullied you?”

“They’re so mean!”

Kaylee explained how her clothes were sabotaged and the model was injured.

Flora listened without much expression, but her eyes gradually grew colder. She took out her phone and called Rafael.

“Still in Cedarvale?”

“Yeah! I’m Elming here!”

“Send a male model over. Get him to the grand theater within twenty minutes.”

Flora wasn’t too familiar with models/Rafael would know better. Before becoming a pop idol, he had been a model for a long time.

She hung up and said to the disheartened Kaylee, “Stop crying. The model will be here soon. Come with me to the entrance to meet him

Flora dragged Kaylee to the entrance, where the sounds from inside could be heard.

The competition had already begun, with models taking the stage one by one.