Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 227

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“Ha…,” Flora chuckled, but her eyes were cold as ice. “You really think you can stop uChaps?” 

The Bryant family had pushed her too far. 

Just when everyone thought Flora and Crimson would take Jenny as a hostage to escape, Crimson, following Flora’s signal, let Jenny go. Taking Jenny hostage? That was beneath them. They wanted the Bryants to beg them to leave. 

With no one to hold her up, Jenny collapsed to the ground. Terrified, she crawled away like a frightened puppy, her body trembling. 

The guards rushed to her side, but Jenny’s legs were too weak to support her, and she nearly fell again. 

and snot as she wailed, “Daddy, kill them!” 

“Shut up!” 

The lady of the Bryant family acting like this was an embarrassment! 

as a mess of tears 

Jordan stared at Flora with a serious, almost ominous look, and for some reason, a wave of fear washed over him. But he quickly suppressed it. No matter how skilled Séraphine was in medicine, she had no real power. 

Jordan decided to break Flora’s spirit. He ordered all communication devices on Flora and Crimson to be confiscated and then had them taken to the dungeon. Starve them for a few days, and they’d surely break. 

Flora and Crimson let it all happen without a fuss. Their attitude was casual and relaxed. The Bryant family might want them to stay now, but soon they’d be begging them to leave. 

“Dad,” Luna, looking pale, was helped out by a servant. “Is it really okay to treat Séraphine like this?” 

“These so–called geniuses are always so proud, but it won’t be long before I break her and make her listen to me.” 

Luna didn’t agree with her father’s methods but kept quiet. Her illness was cured, and she no longer needed Séraphine. Actually, she held a grudge against these prodigies. Why did she have to suffer from birth while others were born talented? 

The dungeon was really just a basement–narrow, enclosed, and damp, with not a single ray of light. Staying there too long could drive anyone mad. 

Flora and Crimson walked in as if they were strolling through their own backyard, showing no signs of panic or urgency. “Look at them, acting all high and mighty. So what if she’s a genius doctor? She’s still locked up,” sneered one of the guards. 

“I wonder how long she can keep up that attitude. After hurting the young lady, she’ll get what’s coming to her,” another guard added, smirking. 

Ordinary people naturally envied geniuses. 

“I’d heard the Bryants were ruthless, but this is a new low,” Crimson said indignantly. “One minute they need our help, the next they betray us. Once I get out, I’ll make sure they pay!” 

Flora rubbed her wrists, staying silent. She had seen through the Bryant family’s schemes from the start. She had a plan. Soon, they’d come begging to her. 

Meanwhile, Jordan had called a doctor to check on Jenny’s hand, expecting it to be just a dislocation. But after examining her, the doctor’s face turned grave. 

“Sir, who hurt the 

young 

miss?” 

“What’s going on?” 

“The injury is severe. The person who did this knew exactly where to hit…,” the doctor hesitated, “The best course of action would be for the person who caused the injury to reset the bone, otherwise-” 

“Otherwise what?” Jordan asked anxiously. 

Swallowing hard, the doctor replied, “Her arm/might become useless.”