Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 284

Chapter 284 

Lance hailed from the southern regions, his pronunciation a bit muddled with a soft drew 

Flora smiled, “Alright, let’s go check it out” 

Colton frowned. It was already four in the aftemoon and Flors wanted to head out? That meant held have to skip his training for the dar Plus, the underground fight club was a dangerous place, not somewhere a lady like Flora should be 

“Ms. Flora, it’s getting late. You should head back and rest” 

Flora glanced at Colton and started walking. “You go on with your business. You don’t have to tag along Lance can take me” 

Lance was hopeless at martial arts, and Flora was as delicate as a flower if trouble found them, they could bom end up in serous danger. 

Colton felt a headache coming on but reluctantly followed 

The underground fight club was bustling with mostly men, swearing and looking like they were ready for a fight 

Flora wore a hat and pulled her sun–protective shirt up to cover her chin. 

In the center of the club, there was a ring with “Fight to the Death” glaringly written over it. The fighters up there were risking fer lives for money. 

The winner would get fifty thousand dollars. Sometimes, if the crowd was entertained, they’d throw in a bonus But song note ring meant facing either death or severe injury. Only those desperate for cash or reckless enough would step up 

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The two fighters currently in the ring were covered in blood, barely able to stand, but neither willing to give up. Once on the des ring, they knew the stakes. Their only goal was the money. 

Flora watched the ring, her lips pressed tightly together. 

Colton had thought that a delicate young lady like Flora would be scared at the sight of such a bloody scene hired, she was surprisingly calm, which impressed him. 

“Ms. Flora, who do you think will win?” Lance peeked through his fingers, his eyes fixed on the gory match 

Flora didn’t answer, her gaze fixed on the ring. 

Lance nudged Colton with his elbow, “Colton, who do you think will win?” 

“Quiet Colton said tersely, then glanced at the ring. The guy with the black bandana is going to lose.” 

Three minutes later, the man with the black bandana finally couldn’t hold on and fell to the ground, defeated. The man with the red bandana was also exhausted, barely standing. Only after the referee counted down from ten and his opponent still didn’t get up, did he collapse 

The defeated man lay on the ground, tears streaming down his face. His wife, who was seriously ill, needed expensive surgery. He fel useless for not winning.