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

Still going after Flora, huh? Some nerve. The Jones family really thought they could mess around behind the scenes with folks you'd normally have to tip your hat to. "Alright, drag him to the track!" Joe barked.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

A public apology was in order. He needed to admit his mistakes in front of everyone, pay up, and then get booted from Racing Club 257. Joe was about to storm off when- "Hold up," Moss interjected.

"Our boss said Ms. Flora likes a good time, but let's keep it classy, nothing too rough," Moss explained.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Joe's eyebrows knitted together.

Moss took his time with the reply. "Joe, doesn't this seem off?"

The assistant was floored. Connor was sharp as a tack but bending the rules like this?

"If Joe's not on board, no worries; I'll handle it myself," Moss said with a polished smile.

Joe was exasperated. "Did I say no? Let's go with your plan!"

He smirked to himself what a clever scheme. The assistant was flabbergasted. Joe, the president of Racing Club 257, was breaking rules to help the Reyes family? Something was off. "But, President-"

"But?" Joe cut him off with a snort, "Keep yapping, and you're outta here."

The assistant quickly backed off.

...

Moss headed back to the track and filled Connor in on everything.

"Got it," Connor replied coolly, giving Flora's hand a reassuring squeeze. "All sorted." "Great," Flora said, her tongue fiddling with a piece of candy Connor had given her.

Joe returned to his spot on the high platform, and the race rolled on. Adrian trudged onto the stage, feeling the weight of earlier events They'd made a scene, but it didn't

The Jones family had allies in

help. The

Racing Club 257, and Adrian knew it.

If they kept racing, they'd just lose again. Flora was probably going to be dead last in this draw, and he and Andy wouldn't fare much better. So, what was the point?

Luke noticed Adrian's somber mood and chuckled to himself. Already feeling the heat? The real drama hadn't even started yet. "Adrian, you've lost three rounds already. If I were you, I'd just bow out gracefully instead of making a fool of myself."

"We play fair, unlike the Jones family with their sneaky deals. Who's shameless now?"

"Got proof? Who says we're sneaky?" Luke grinned smugly. "You've already made a fuss, and even Joe said nothing's wrong." Adrian wanted to deck him but held back.

Meanwhile, he hit the button for the draw. "Pissed, huh? That's what happens when you don't have your own guy like Gerald pulling strings at Racing Club 257," Luke taunted, his voice dripping with mockery f you're so smart, get someone like Gerald backstage."

Luke's jabs usually got a rise out of Adrian, but this time, Adrian was silent, eyes glued to the computer

creen in disbelief. Luke leaned over

to see what was going on

The new rankings were up. Flora was first.