Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1283

Alright, let's just roll with it.

The second evaluator didn't quite measure up to the first—pretty average all around—and Corbyn wasn't thrilled. The higher-ups seemed to think the same.

They had tried a few more candidates, but nothing clicked, and Corbyn was getting a bit edgy.

"Next up, Sydney."

The name "Sydney" got Flora's attention. She lifted her eyelids slightly and watched the door, a playful smile dancing on her lips.

Corbyn frowned at the mention of Sydney. Her personality left much to be desired, but you couldn't deny her talent.

Let's see what her recipe brings to the table. If it's impressive, he wouldn't let personal feelings sway him.

The senior folks were visibly eager, and even Scott perked up, looking a bit excited. Sydney was a close second to Tara among the younger crowd, and they all had high hopes she'd surprise them.

...

Just outside the door, Sydney gripped her recipe tightly, trying to steady her nerves.

You got this, Sydney. This recipe is your ticket out of this rut, a chance to become Corbyn's apprentice. Then no one can mock you anymore.

With a hopeful smile, she pushed open the door, her lips curving like she was stepping into a promising future.

She walked in confidently, not glancing to the sides, and bowed. "Hello, Corbyn. Hello, esteemed elders. I'm candidate number 17, Sydney."

"Hand over the recipe," Corbyn's deep voice commanded.

"Sure thing."

Sydney stood up, her face a picture of confidence and poise. But then, she locked eyes with a teasing, almost smirking gaze, and her smile froze.