NovelBookFlora gently shook her head, standing upright with a polite demeanor, "No need for formalities, Ms. Alyssa." Shawn was quickly moved from the operating room to a private ward, with Miguel and Ms. Alyssa hurrying along. "Flora," Connor called out as he approached, handing her a thermos.
Flora took a sip. It was sweetened, with a tangy hint of lemon-refreshing and revitalizing.
After drinking, the weariness seemed to lift slightly, and she rested her head against Connor's chest, feeling drained.
Miguel, turning back at the corner, had intended to ask Flora about Shawn's condition but found her tightly embracing another man. Their relationship was clearly more than just friends.
His gaze lingered on Connor for a moment before he sighed. No wonder Flora wasn't interested in his son.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBy the tFlora and Connor returned to Shallow Bay, it was quite late. Raul and Henrik also cback with them.
Due to the incident involving Flora, the Irving family mansion was surrounded by paparazzi and soverzealous fans.
Of course, that wasn't the main reason for their return. Dealing with paparazzi was Henrik's forte, but both he and Raul wanted to spend more twith Flora.
They decided to stay at Shallow Bay. The mansion was spacious enough for everyone to be comfortable.
Flora sat on the couch while Connor and Raul were busy in the kitchen. She had been occupied all night and hadn't eaten yet, so they wanted to prepare something delicious for her, hoping she'd sleep better after a good meal.
Flora, sitting on the couch, messaged Crimson: Any updates on the search? Crimson: Still on it, darling Flora. Don't want to rain on your parade, but the HJ Special Dose isn't easy to find. Brace yourself.
Flora rubbed her temples, feeling a wave of frustration.
Medical Organization.
"Mr. Atticus," Orla knocked and entered his office.
"What is it?" Mr. Atticus looked up from a pile of documents, visibly tired.
"I saw snews online that I thought you should know about. Club 257 is urgently searching for the J Special Dose worldwide," Orla said, handing him a tablet.
VolClub 257's actions were causing quite a stir, known by almost all factions, except Mr. Atticus, who hadn't been online much lately, spending his tin deep reflection.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMr. Atticus, who now despised Club 257, couldn't help but frown at the mention, but curiosity got the better of him.
He took the tablet and scanned through it.
The announcement was made in the nof President S. S was the most mysterious figure in Club 257, rarely seen and delegating almost all matters to Crimson. This must be significant to have her involved.
Mr. Atticus scrolled through, thinking Club 257 was really pulling out all the stops. The rewards they were offering were tempting even to him.
"Do you know why Club 257 is suddenly searching for the Hom упенот Special Dose?" Mr. Atticus asked, intrigued. After a thoughtful pause, Orla said, "It seems to be related to Flora." Mentioning Flora made Mr. Atticus's expression turn icy.
With a barely noticeable smile, Orla continued, "I heard there was an m incident at the University of Maple lab.
Grove's lab. A girl jumped from a building, and a boy, trying to protect use of Flora, was injured and lost thehis band. They're desperately searching for the medicine, presumably to heal the boy's hand." X
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