NovelAppZack was floored, almost losing his breath in shock.
Public displays of affection had their limits, and POPOVA was Yara, still in bed! Was Zack supposed to thank Flora for her restraint in the boss' eyes? "Boss..." Zack couldn't hide his dissatisfaction, convinced Connor was utterly spellbound by Flora.
"The explanation has been given. Now, leave," Connor's voice, smooth and rich like a cello's melody, was elegant and captivating. His expression remained neutral, but everyone knew he was angry.
Pax quickly dragged Zack out, fearing his stubbornness would truly infuriate Connor.
Evicted from the mansion, Zack still wore a look of indignation.
"Can you believe Flora? How could the boss, with all his wisdom and strength, becso blind for her sake, unable to tell right from wrong?" Jason chimed in, "Don't let your fondness for Yara bias you against Ms. Flora. She's genuinely nice. Spend stwith her, and you might end up liking her too." Pax agreed, "Exactly, Ms. Flora is really nice, much more genuine than Yara." Seeing them defend Flora only fueled Zack's anger more. There was no way he'd ever take a liking to that delicate flower, What good was her beauty? Yara had exceptional medical skills, saving lives. Could Flora compare? Yara managed to secure a critical medication from Jules for the base. Could Flora do the same? If not, he had no reason to start liking her! He felt Pax and Jason were just as bewitched by Flora as Connor, and, frustrated, Zack stormed back to Logistics, the headache of the medication issue looming large.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAfter this incident, a lesson was learned by all: Do not cross Flora.
She was Connor's treasured darling.
Yara took a full ten days to get out of bed, during which Connor never visited. This infuriated her to the point of smashing things.
Flora, on the other hand, was thriving, bustling between Intelligence and Enforcement.
Committed to being a good mentor, she generously shared all she knew.
In just over a fortnight, the hacking skills of everyone in Intelligence had improved, delighting Pax beyond words.
The Enforcement trainees were being pushed to their limits, now understanding how Lance had improved so quickly; it was akin to torture! Even they were struggling to keep up.
But the gains were evident; they all felt significantly stronger.
"Hey, Lance, what's Ms. Flora feeding you guys?" Jason asked one day after training, eyeing Lance and Colton popping pills like candy.
The other Enforcement trainees gathered around, eager and hopeful, Lance and Colton's rapid progress seemed linked to the supplements Flora provided, boosting their vitality and breaking physical barriers to new levels of strength.
"Just svitality boosters," Lance replied, scratching his head honestly.
"Give us one, please?" Jason looked longingly.
"I'm sorry, bro... I can't... Ms. Flora gave these to me. If you want some, you'll have to ask her yourself," Lance apologetically refused, following Colton back to training.
Jason sulked. How miserly over a few pills! He approached Flora, busy fanning herself with a paper fan.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Ms. Flora..." Flora looked up, "Yes?" Chapter 316 Swallowing nervously, Jason stammered, "Ms. Flora, as Enforcement's mentor, you should treat everyone equally, right? What kind of supplements are you giving Lance and Colton? Can we try stoo?" His plea was pitiful, almost to the point of tears.
The other Enforcement trainees listened intently, nearly roaring with desire.
They too were eager for the boost.
"That supplement isn't for you," Flora stated flatly.
Jason's face fell, “Ms. Flora... That's blatantly favoring them.." "I am favoring them," Flora glanced at him, "So what?" Jason was speechless. No arguments there.
Flora checked her phone; it was five o'clock.
"Let's call it a day. We'll continue tomorrow."
Returning to the mansion, Connor was yet to arrive. Flora lounged on through her phone, the sofa, scrolling through 197 chatting with Raul, Henrik, Crimson, and Dane.
When six o'clock cand Connor still hadn't returned, d. Flora wondered if something had happened. Connor was usually hby this time.
Moss entered briskly, a meal box in hand, "Ms. Flora, the boss has been held up and won't make it back in time. He askedto tell you to have dinner and rest early. There's no need to wait up for him." Understanding the demands on Connor as the leader, Flora didn't fuss, simply letting Moss go after a few questions.
After dinner and a shower, she lay in bed, resting for the night.
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