NovelEnglishChapter 1017
Blake's spine tingled, her face a mix of ghostly pale and flushed red. All her embarrassment and anger reached a
boiling point. She stood there, frozen for a few seconds, before stiffly picking up the apology letter from the floor,
turning on her heel, and striding out.
As she turned, her eyes, filled with a subtle, venomous glare, brushed over Flora's face. This grudge, she would
not forget. She couldn't go after Flora directly, but she sure could target others. Cynthia and Eilies, weren't they
Flora's roommates? She'd start with them!
Being an Associate Professor at the University of Maple Grove, it would only take a snap of her fingers to make
sure they never graduated!
"Flora, there's something else | wanted to chat about," Mr. Richard said once Blake left. "In about two weeks,
someone important from the medical center will be coming over for the handover."
Flora raised an eyebrow. "Someone important?"
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"You might not know him. It's Mr. Kruiz. He was on the jury for the medical tournament," Mr. Richard explained.
"He's got a lot of influence at the medical center. It would be wise to build a good rapport with him; it'll help with
your placement there after the new year." Mr. Richard's eyes lit up as he talked about Mr. Kruiz, clearly showing
his admiration.
Flora thought, Oh, that old guy. | do know him.
"Mr. Kruiz is very serious and extremely rigorous in his academic work," Mr. Richard continued, clearly in awe.
"I've only met him a few times myself, but he's a scholar worthy of respect. I'd love to learn from him."
Flora wasn't sure if the man Mr. Richard was describing was the sone she knew. Serious? She couldn't quite
see it. But his passion and precision in academics were spot on.
Seeing Mr. Richard's genuine respect for Mr. Kruiz, Flora thought for a moment and said, "I have his contact info.
Want it?"
Mr. Kruiz had practically begged her to add him, throwing a bit of a fit. He even added her to a scholars’ group
chat buzzing with academic chatter. She didn't usually join the conversation, but they tagged her every day.
"Huh?" Mr. Richard looked surprised, then chuckled and waved it off. "Flora, you must be kidding."
"Alright then." Flora stood up. "If there's nothing else, I'll head out."
"I'll walk with you," Mr. Richard said, rising too.
As they stepped out of the University of Maple Grove's office, they were met with a surprise snowfall. A thick
layer of snow covered the ground Flora zipped her jacket up to her chin and stepped out of the building, spotting
Connor standing by his car.
A smile played on Flora's lips as she walked over.
"Connor."
Noticing her cheeks flushed from the cold, Connor took off his scarf and wrapped it around Flora, its warmth
mixed with his faint, fresh scent of gardenia from his body wash.
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Connor didn't smoke or drink, and he even used the sbody wash as Flora, with its lovely gardenia fragrance.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"It's getting colder, make sure to dress warmly next tyou go out," Connor softly advised as he brushed the
snow from her hair. "Got it."
Flora smiled, sliding her hands under his jacket to rest on his waist. Hmm. Warm. A perfect hand warmer.
That evening, Flora returned to the
Irving family hand went to Henrik's room to tell him about her
upcoming role as a fashion designer in the Fate's Night' fashion show.
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Henrik was taken aback. "Flora, you do fashion design?"
She'd never mentioned it before.
Flora thought for a moment and replied, "A bit."
A bit...
Henrik went silent for a moment, then with a hint of resignation said, "That means you're quite skilled."
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