Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 618

Scarlett slipped her phone into her purse, uncrossed her long, elegant legs, and stood up. "Consider this a lesson. Keep yourself in check, and don't mess with people you shouldn't. Flora isn't someone you can provoke. Do it again, and I'll personally come and twist your head off."

"Let's go."

With a wave of her hand, Scarlett led her entourage of black-clad bodyguards out of the room. As they reached the door, she paused and turned back. "Oh, right—"

Her eyes narrowed, and a wicked smile played on her lips. "I forgot to mention, my name's Scarlett. If you're looking for revenge, feel free to come at me anytime."

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Shallow Bay.

"Boss."

Moss knocked and walked in. "We just got word that Club 257's Scarlett and her crew chopped off one of the Brimer family's youngest son's fingers."

Connor closed his laptop and fixed his dark gaze on Moss. "What else did you find out?"

There was no known beef between Club 257 and the Brimer family. Why the sudden hostility, risking an all-out war?

What could have pissed Scarlett off this much...

Connor's lips tightened, a hint of worry creeping in, fearing it might have something to do with Flora.

Moss thought, the boss is really sharp...

He had barely mentioned it when Connor sensed something was off.

Thinking about what Hudson had done, Moss felt a chill. Trembling, he recounted how Hudson had run into Flora and even attempted to hire someone to assault her.

The more he spoke, the colder the room seemed to get. Connor's intimidating aura pressed down on him. Moss was sweating bullets, and by the end, his voice was barely a whisper as if choked by an invisible hand.

Gritting his teeth, he rushed through his final words: "But, boss, don't worry, Ms. Flora is fine! She wasn't hurt at all! Those men got a serious beatdown from Ms. Flora!"

Connor slowly stood up from behind his desk. The spacious study seemed to shrink with his movement, the air growing thin.

He strode over, picked up his phone from a small table by the leather couch, and called Flora.

"Connor..."

Her voice was deliberately subdued, sounding a bit muffled.