Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1206

Martial Realm.

The Schuler Estate.

Brandon had been on edge, anxiously waiting, and when he saw Lillian return with bruises and cuts, he was taken aback.

"Lillian!" Brandon's mom, Ava, rushed over, her voice laced with worry. "What happened? How on earth did you get hurt like this? Zavier, how could you let this happen to your sister?"

"Mom, it's not Zavier's fault," Lillian choked out, her voice trembling as she tried to hold back tears. "It was Flora. She did this to me. My wrist's shattered, and it hurts so much, Mom!"

Ava, overwhelmed with concern, immediately ordered the servants to fetch a doctor and helped Lillian to a seat. Seeing her daughter in such pain was unbearable, and it only worsened her already pounding headache.

"You said Flora did this to you?" Brandon asked, stepping forward and gently checking Lillian's wrist. His eyes darkened as he assessed the situation, glancing at Zavier for confirmation. Zavier remained silent, which told Brandon all he needed to know.

"Looks like you're right. That Flora must be a Martialist," Brandon muttered, his eyes narrowing. "No ordinary person could have done this."

Just then, a servant burst into the room, out of breath. "Sir, the Foundation knows Miss Lillian is back. They’ve demanded we send someone to the Enforcement Division within twenty minutes, or they'll come here to make an arrest themselves."

The speed at which the Foundation learned of Lillian's return to the Martial Realm was a testament to their influence. The thought of being dragged to the Enforcement Division was terrifying, far worse than going voluntarily.

"Dad, I don't want to go to the Enforcement Division! Please help me, I can't go there!" Lillian clung to Brandon's shirt, tears of fear spilling down her cheeks. She was terrified she'd never make it back alive.

"Don't worry, the blame's on Flora now," Brandon assured her, patting her back gently. "She's a Martialist who hid among regular people. By law, she'll be stripped of her powers and punished severely."

Hope flickered in Lillian's eyes.

Yes!

She wasn't the one who should be afraid; it was Flora!

"Dad, take me to the Enforcement Division! I want to accuse Flora. I want her to suffer like I have!"

She was determined to make Flora pay dearly for what she had endured.

...

"Master Schuler, your daughter sure knows how to stir the pot," someone mocked, unable to resist a jab.

Brandon's face turned as dark as a storm cloud, shielding Lillian behind him. As the Enforcement Division officers moved in, he called out, "Officers, hold on! My daughter wasn't fighting a civilian. Flora is a hidden Martialist!"

Everyone's expressions shifted at this weighty accusation. Could Flora really be a Martialist?

"That's right! Flora is a Martialist! Arrest her now!" Lillian shouted.

However, the officers looked at them as if they were clueless.

"Who told you Flora is a Martialist?" A cold, deep voice cut through the air as a man approached. Tall and solidly built, his face was stern, but his eyes were sharp and intense.

"Jonathan!"

Upon seeing him, the Enforcement Division disciples stood at attention, and the family heads respectfully greeted him as Jonathan.

In the Martial Realm, nobody dared cross the Foundation.