Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 231

Chapter 231 

Jordan’s change in attitude toward Flora didn’t catch her off guard. 

Rubbing her delicate, pale wrists, she leaned against the wall, her head tilted slightly as she looked at him, speaking in a casual tone, “I think it’s pretty nice here. I don’t plan on leaving yet.” 

“No, no, no!” Jordan’s face went pale with fear. “Séraphine, please, have mercy on me…” 

If she stayed, the folks from Club 257 and Ruby Path would definitely come down hard on the Bryant family! 

Crimson felt a wave of satisfaction at his reaction. “Ever heard the saying, ‘It’s easy to invite the devil in but hard to send him away? You wouldn’t let us leave before, and now we’re not going anywhere.” 

“It’s all my fault. Please, I beg you, just give me a break… I’ll personally see you out of the Bryant family. How about that?” 

Now, Jordan had lost all his pride. Though he still felt a burning resentment, the thought of Flora’s powerful backers made him desperate to get rid of this hot potato as soon as possible. 

Leaving just like this? That’d be letting him off too easily. 

Crimson’s eyes flicked to a corner where a whip lay, her eyelids lowering slightly. It was with that whip that he’d almost hurt Flora. 

“Bring me that whip.” 

The bodyguard pointed out by Crimson looked confusedly at Jordan. Only after seeing him nod did he go fetch the whip. 

“Hit nhim. 

Crimson’s command was simple, but it sent a chill down the bodyguard’s spine. To whip Jordan? The old man would kill him for sure! 

“What? You don’t want to?” 

Her slightly squinted eyes sent a cold shiver through him. Crimson’s voice was laced with displeasure. 

“I…” The bodyguard couldn’t stop trembling. 

A flicker of resentment passed through Jordan’s lowered eyes. He’d already humbled himself, and yet Crimson still wanted to publicly humiliate him. 

He harbored resentment but was ultimately cowed by the power behind Flora. He shot a cold glance at the bodyguard. “Do as they say.” 

Though the bodyguard was terrified, Jordan’s command left him no choice. He closed his eyes, clenched his teeth, and the whip fell heavily on Jordan’s back. 

“Are you putting on a show?” Crimson scoffed, “There’s no blood. You think we’re leaving just like that?” 

The bodyguard had no other choice but to use all his strength. 

Whip after whip landed heavily! Before long, Jordan was drenched in blood, his skin torn open. The pain left him sprawled in the muddy ground, gasping in agony, bloodied, and nowhere near his former arrogance. 

Crimson felt her anger subside somewhat. She took Flora’s hand and strode away. 

Jordan, thinking of his two suffering daughters, bit his teeth and pleaded again, “Séraphine… it’s our fault. We mistreated you, but as a healer, could you please spare my daughters…” 

Flora paused for a moment, then strode out of the basement. 

Jordan lay powerlessly on the ground, filled with regret, but it was too late for regrets. 

At the Bryant family’s gate, Flora and Crimson walked out confidently, all the bodyguards showing a look of reverence, none daring to stop them. 

As soon as they stepped out of the Bryant family’s gate, a disturbance came from the sky. Flora and Crimson instinctively looked up, only to see several helicopters circling above the Bryant family. 

“You’ve got to be kidding. Are the guys from Club 257 making such a big deal out of this?” Crimson clicked her tongue, instinctively thinking it was Club 257’s people. 

Flora thought the same, but as the helicopters landed, they realized something was off 

The emblem on the helicopters was not Club 257’s trademark symbol, but… 

After a moment of contemplation, Crimson’s expression changed drastically, “It’s Ruby Path’s people! 

Why would Ruby Path’s people suddenly show up? Could it be for Flora? 

Crimson became wary, shielding Flora behind her. 

Chapter 231 

As the helicopter slowly landed, a group of well–trained special forces soldiers jogged out, standing on both sides with a respectful and serious demeanor. 

A man wearing a mask walked out. 

The man, dressed in a sharp, tailor–made suit, strode down from the ladder. The mask hid his face, making his features indiscernible, but his dark, chilling eyes emitted waves of coldness. 

At this moment, the man’s steps were somewhat disordered, his gaze locked on Flora behind Crimson, and he walked quickly toward 

her. 

Crimson’s heart tightened, realizing she had guessed right. It was indeed Flora they were after. 

As Crimson pondered how to protect Flora, she sighed behind her. “What are you doing!” 

As Flora continued to walk forward, Crimson was shocked. 

However, Flora patted her hand, signaling her to be at ease, then continued walking toward the man. 

He had a mask on, but if Flora couldn’t recognize him, it would truly mean she had lived two lives in vain.