NovelEnglishOrla burst out laughing, almost in disbelief.
"Where does she get off, claiming she has it in spades? Even the medical bigwigs wouldn't dare say something like that. So, who does she think she is?" "Sclaims are so outlandish they'll twist your tongue. You say you've got a miracle cure? Then show us." She was sure Flora wouldn't be able to back up her words. With Flora's temperament, if she had had the miracle cure all along, she wouldn't be standing here arguing. Orla thought Flora was being ridiculously foolish, spouting such an obvious lie.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"What's the matter? Can't produce it?" Orla taunted, not giving Flora tto respond.
Just as her words hung in the air, a red sports car zoomed toward her, aiming directly at her! Orla stepped back in terror, but there was a step behind her, and she fell backward! "Ah-" Her back slammed hard against the concrete step, the pain so intense it brought tears to her eyes. The sports car screeched to a halt just at her feet. The door opened, and out stepped a woman in a red wrap dress, her figure striking, and she gave Orla a mocking glance.
In that instant, Orla realized she had been set up! This woman had done it on purpose, just to make her look ridiculous! Crimson, strutting in sky-high heels with a confident sway, sauntered over to Flora. "Flora, darling," she purred. She also nodded at Connor in greeting. "Where is it?" "In the trunk," Flora replied.
"You guys, bring it out," Crimson instructed, flicking her wrist. The burly men who had accompanied her hurriedly opened the trunk and hauled out several cardboard boxes.
"Flora, what is...?" Dr. Ray's voice wavered with panic. It couldn't be what he thought, could it...? When Flora claimed she had the miracle cure in abundance, could it really be in those boxes? Though the idea seemed far- fetched, remembering Flora's previous bold moves made him think it wasn't entirely impossible. He nervously finished speaking, only to see Flora nod calmly. Dr. Ray: "..." So... these boxes really were filled with the miracle cure! In the medical community, possessing even a single dose of the miracle cure was a point of pride, yet here was Flora, casually producing a stash of it! "Flora, darling, I've counted, a total of two hundred and thirty doses of the miracle cure," Crimson said with an insinuating glance at Connor. "Your Mr. Connor is quite resourceful." Of course, Crimson hadn't obtained these herself. Moss had called her to cpick them up. According to Moss, they had been obtained through rather forceful means. Just... impressive.
A smile played on Flora's lips; her Connor was, indeed, very capable.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"No! There's no way these are the miracle cure! They must be fake! Flora, you're lying to everyone!" Orla watched as box after box of the miracle cure was unloaded from the trunk, completely dumbfounded.
No, it couldn't be! Mr. Atticus had stressed the importance of the miracle cure, saying it was nearly impossible to obtain unless you were from an influential family those on Lone Island. Mr. Atticus had used all his cunning to secure just one dose. How could Flora suddenly produce several boxes of the miracle cure? There was only one possibility: these were all fake!
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demeanor. "Flora, why would you deceive everyone like this? The boxes cure. Don't don't contain the minge boxes you realize you're putting Shawn's life in danger?"
"Lady, take a look at yourself. Calling someone else 'sister'? You're making my skin crawl," Crimson saíd, Visibly scrutinized Orla's face repulsed she scr and suddenly noticed something odd Flora, darling, doesn't she look familiar to you?" X
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