Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1311

Samuel and Brodie burst onto the scene just in time, their eyes widening in shock as they made a beeline for Flora. There was only one thought racing through their minds: they had to stop that needle from reaching Flora!

"This is absurd."

The man’s cool lips curled into a smirk. One hand rested on Flora’s waist, while the other deftly caught the silver needle mid-air, flipping it around with a flick of his wrist and sending it straight into the butler’s chest with a swift "whoosh."

The butler crumpled to his knees, pain etched across his face. He gasped through his agony as he spotted Samuel and Brodie at the doorway, "Master, Alan!"

"They’re trying to kill Miss! Please save her!"

"Uncle..." Tara’s eyes filled with tears.

Flora hesitated, her finger poised on the trigger, her icy stare locking onto Samuel and Brodie.

When their eyes met hers, a chill ran down Samuel and Brodie’s spines. They knew—thanks to Brodie’s meticulous investigation and the paternity test Connor had provided—that Flora was indeed their niece.

"Flora..." Samuel started.

"Think you can stop me?" Her lips twisted into a cold smile.

She wouldn’t hesitate to sever ties if they stood in her way.

"I’m sorry for everything you’ve been through," Samuel said quietly. "These years have been tough on you, and it's my fault for not being there."

They had confused someone else for their niece, leaving Flora to endure hardships alone.

"Uncle, what are you saying..." Tara stared at Samuel, baffled by their sudden revelation of being Flora’s uncles.

"Miss, you might not know this, but our lady is the real Miss of the Roth family!" Beck sneered. "You’ve been parading around with a fake identity for years, and now you have the audacity to scheme against her?"

Tara’s face went pale. Flora was the true Miss Roth. She looked to Samuel and Brodie for denial, but their expressions told her everything Beck said was true.

Everything she had was rightfully Flora’s.

She couldn’t accept it!

Tara glared at Flora, eyes fixed on the gun pointed at her head. In a desperate move, she grabbed Flora’s wrist, twisting the gun towards Flora, and pulled the trigger—

"How foolish."

Flora’s lips curled into a cool smile as she effortlessly snapped Tara’s wrist and redirected the gun back to Tara’s forehead—