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

of Race Club 257, I have the final say on who stays or leaves. I'm telling you to get lost; do I really need your permission?"

Without any proof, he flat-out refused to admit a thing. Joe gave him a sideways glance and then broke into a grin. "Why should I bother talking evidence with you?" He'd already played dirty, tarnishing Flora's name; did he really think he'd get a fair chat now? "As the head "Joe!" Zachary shouted, absolutely floored! He couldn't wrap his head around why Joe was suddenly so protective of the Reyes family. It was blatant favoritism with no sense of fairness! Even Flora couldn't help but stare at Joe. Catching her look, Joe stood a bit taller and flashed her a reassuring smile. Flora just blinked, speechless.

"Joe, how can you be so biased as the president of Race Club 257?" Zachary was fuming, almost bursting with anger. "Aren't you worried about the backlash if word gets out? How can you run things like this?"

"Backlash? Let them laugh in my face if they dare." Joe wasn't fazed. He didn't even want the presidency. Typically, he was laid-back, not one to make enemies. But racers are known for their fiery tempers, and today was special because Flora was there. Naturally, he had to impress her. As for everyone else, why should he care? He barely had enough time to win Flora over.

Besides, the Jones family had turned the whole competition into chaos. Booting them from Race Club 257 was already cutting them a break. Seeing Joe so unbothered, Zachary felt his head spin with frustration. What was up with Joe today? Why the sudden favoritism toward the Reyes family? His assistant shot him a pitying glance. Their boss was acting like he was under some sort of spell whenever Flora was involved.

Clutching his aching chest, Zachary ground out his words through clenched teeth: "Joe, I respect you as president, but I stand by what I said. You're kicking my family out of the club without any evidence, and I won't stand for it!"

"Unless you show us proof, we won't accept this!" Luke chimed in hastily.

"Looking for proof?" A cool, aloof female voice cut through the tension. Flora suddenly spoke up.

"Flora, shut it!" Luke snapped, recalling earlier events, "You have no place to speak here!"

"And you think you do? Get him out!" Joe retorted. Where did he find the nerve to talk to Flora like that? Even Joe wouldn't dare! At Joe's nod, a few security guards swooped in, grabbed Luke by the arms, and hauled him out. Zachary's chest throbbed painfully, making him hunch over. His hand pressed firmly over his heart.

A bully! Joe's actions were nothing short of bullying! "Are you trying to give yourself a heart attack?" Kruz asked sincerely, seeing Zachary's pained expression. "Joe, toss him out too. If he drops dead here, it'll be bad luck!"Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

A metallic taste filled Zachary's mouth, his anger almost making him spit blood. If he kept talking to Kruz, he might really keel over from rage. He took a deep breath, his eyes dark and filled with spite as he glared at Flora: "Yes, I demand evidence, or I'll never admit a thing."

Hearing this, Flora just smiled. "Well, lucky for you, I've got that evidence right here."