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

Liam had been following Cecelia around for ages, which naturally led him to know Henrik. He quickly noticed that the tough-looking Vince was actually intimidated by Henrik. Liam was thrilled. Cecelia seemed to have a knack for charming people. She had effortlessly caught the attention of a big shot businessman, someone even Vince was wary of! Considering himself Cecelia's adoptive father, Liam fancied the idea of being the future father-in-law to a major CEO. Didn't that mean he could strut around with newfound confidence? With that thought, Liam sprang to his feet, elbowing his way through the crowd. "Hey, make way! I know Mr. Raul! We're pals! He's been seeing my daughter!" Gone was his earlier meekness as he pushed past the underlings, believing that as Henrik's future father-in-law, they should practically treat him like royalty. "Hey there, Mr. Raul..." Liam said, rubbing his hands together with a grin. "I'm Cecelia's dad! She talks about you all the time, sings your praises!"

As he spoke, Liam boldly tried to slap Henrik on the shoulder, but Henrik stepped back, avoiding the touch.

Liam's expression soured immediately.

If Henrik truly had feelings for Cecelia and they ended up together, Liam would be his father-in-law. Was this the way to treat him?

But then he reconsidered. Men like Henrik often had tempers. As long as he was willing to pay, that was all Liam cared about.

He chuckled, "Mr. Raul, I know you're into Cecelia, and I'm all for it! She's a stunner, great figure too. And let's just say, she's quite adventurous in the bedroom. You'll have a blast." Winking and speaking crudely, Liam added, "These days, even a night with a lady costs, right? I'm not asking for much. Just ten million, and Cecelia's yours to do as you please " Liam's pitch was abruptly cut short.

With a swift kick, Henrik sent Liam sprawling, landing heavily on the ground. The force behind the kick was unmistakable.

Henrik, who had trained in combat sports when he was younger, had quite the strength. The kick left Liam writhing in agony, clutching his abdomen and howling in pain.

Vince and the other underlings turned their gaze away, feeling a pang of empathy.

But then it hit Vince. Henrik's demeanor showed he didn't care about Liam at all. Possibly even loathed him.

Henrik was known for his calm demeanor and had significant influence in both legal and illegal circles. Vince had never seen him lose his cool like this.

"If your mouth only knows how to spew garbage, then maybe it's better to keep it shut."

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Recalling Liam's offensive words and the information he had dug Henrik felt a surge of anger so intense it almost clouded his judgment.

His eyes landed on a fruit knife on the table.

In one swift motion, he picked it up and dragged the blade across

nown to his chin, leaving a

Liam's face, from the bridge of net

long, bloody gash.

The screams that followed were bone-chilling.

Peyton almost fainted from the shock.

Even Vince and his crew, seasoned as they were in the underworld, felt a chill run down their spines. Henrik, always the composed gentleman, had shown a side of himself none of them had ever seen. "You, you, you!"

The pain was excruciating, like his lips had been split in two.

Liam clutched his face, teetering on the edge of consciousness from the sheer agony.

How could Henrik dare to do this to him?