Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 707

Not beating them to a pulp just means Flora's in a good mood?

Abbey stared at Connor, unable to wrap her head around the fact that those words had come from him. Was this really the same Connor she knew? The usually quiet and indifferent Connor?

Throwing all principles out the window, protecting his own to the extreme. So, this is what he’s like when he cares about someone?

If he liked her, would he protect her the same way?

Moss and Beck exchanged glances, their lips twitching. Yep, their boss really had a soft spot for Ms. Flora.

The icy look on Flora's face thawed a bit, and a small smile played at her lips. He sure knew how to talk.

"No, Mr. Connor, you—" Elijah's mouth hung open, momentarily at a loss for words. What kind of spell did Flora cast to make Mr. Connor throw all reason out the window just to pamper her?

"Mr. Connor, has this wretched woman bewitched you?"

Shocked and confused, she suddenly found the nerve to question Connor. What on earth made Flora so special?

Her own lady had the looks, the background—everything was top-tier. Yet, Connor ignored her and showered Flora, a woman from a small town, with affection. Flora didn’t even come close in status!

But as soon as she realized what she had said, her face turned pale, and she started shaking like a leaf. She must have a death wish!

She had just questioned Mr. Connor!

"Slap yourself."

The moment the words "wretched woman" left her lips, Connor’s demeanor turned icy, and a suffocating aura pressed down on Elijah, making her crumble to the floor. She looked pleadingly at Abbey: "Miss…"

"Connor, Elijah, she—"

Her voice faltered as the man's terrifying presence grew stronger, and Abbey felt as if an invisible hand was choking her, making it impossible to speak.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Connor, I was wrong, I was wrong!"