CHAPTER 314
Chapter 314
Yara pushed herself up from the ground with both hands, struggling mightily to stand. Every bone in her body felt like it had shattered, and the pain was intense. The more it hurt, the deeper her hatred for Flora grew.
Once she steadied herself, her bloodshot eyes locked onto Flora, who stood lazily across from her, barely acknowledging her presence.
Gritting her teeth, Yara mustered all her strength and charged at Flora, her fist clenched so tightly her knuckles turned white. She aimed straight for Flora’s face, but Flora casually tilted her head and caught Yara’s fist mid–air.
This was the moment Yara had been waiting for! A cold glint flashed in her eyes as she raised her other hand and grabbed Flora’s. To an onlooker, it might have seemed she was trying to break free, but Yara was targeting Flora’s pressure points. As a skilled medic, she knew exactly where to strike. She pressed hard, three inches below Flora’s shoulder, with a precise jab.
Flora’s grip weakened, her arm drooping. Seizing the moment, Yara swung her fist towards Flora’s face, but before she could land the punch, a blow to her abdomen sent her flying again. She crashed into a pillar and bounced back but managed to stay on her feet this time.
Flora’s eyes narrowed at the sight of her limp arm, a sharpness flickering in them. Yara had hidden her true intentions well, but Flora hadn’t missed the deep–seated hatred in her eyes. What had been a suspicion was now a certainty: Yara had fired those shots. And the one that had nearly hit Lance.
Back then, Yara had been fighting fiercely with a mercenary, who had fired wildly, endangering Lance. Flora had doubted it at the time, but it seemed implausible that Yara, who had no apparent reason to hate her, would do such a thing. Now, everything was clear.
Flora stepped towards Yara, her black cloak making her slender frame seem even more fragile, yet the powerful aura she emitted was suffocating. “Do you like Connor?” she asked, her tone neutral.
The sudden question caught Yara off guard. Her face turned a mix of red and pale, but she didn’t deny it. Flora noted her reaction and knew she hadn’t guessed wrong. With a gentle press on her shoulder, the strength returned to Flora’s previously limp arm.
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Yara watched Flora’s calm demeanor, her pupils shrinking. Could it be that Flora also knew medical techniques?
“Those shots in the forest, you fired them, didn’t you?” Flora continued, her voice cool. Those who had been with Lance, Colton, Jason, and other Enforcement members on the supply run knew exactly what Flora was referring to. Their eyes sharpened, all turning towards Yara.
Yara’s heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t expected Flora to bring up the past. Feigning outrage, she said, “Ms. Flora, do you not know that slandering someone demands caution? As the head of the Medical Division, how could I
have fired those shots?”
Her voice trembled with feigned injustice, as if she had been greatly wronged. Some couldn’t bear to watch and spoke up in her defense.
“Ms. Flora, you must be mistaken. Yara couldn’t have fired those shots. You weren’t there; Yara has always been at the forefront, risking her life to protect us. She had no reason to do such a thing,” a member stepped forward to say.
Having been there, he knew the urgency of the situation firsthand. He couldn’t believe that Yara, who had ensured their safety at great personal risk, could be responsible for the painful injuries they had suffered.
Seeing everyone defending her, Yara’s confidence soared. Her influence in the base was deep–rooted, not easily shaken by Flora. She looked at Flora, each word deliberate, “Ms. Flora, your remarks just now were an insult to me and a questioning of the boss‘ trust in me. You must apologize!”
She was pushing her advantage, expecting to see Flora back down, to remind -her of her unshakeable status in the base. Flora paused, then a smile cracked
across her face. But the smile didn’t reach her eyes, which held a chilling depth.
Gone was her laziness; she stood tall, facing Yara. Her gaze was commanding and formidable. Yara, unnerved, found her knees weakening but glared back at Flora, defiance in her eyes. The facade was already torn; no need for pretenses now.
“Ms. Flora, I have been in the base since I was fifteen, saving countless lives, will not allow you to humiliate me like this. You must-” But before she could finish, Flora raised her hand.
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A slap landed harshly on her cheek, immediately swelling and bleeding. In disbelief, Yara was still processing when Flora’s hand came down again on the other cheek. With both cheeks swollen, Flora finally retracted her hand, looking satisfied. NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.
“Flora! How dare you!” Yara screamed, her voice trembling with rage. As she spoke, blood–stained teeth flew from her mouth. Before she could react further, Flora’s foot kicked at her knees.
Yara fell to her knees in pain, Flora’s foot pressing down on her back like a massive stone, forcing her to grovel like a defeated dog. “Now do you see what I can do?” Flora looked down at her, a cold smile on her lips. “Even if I hadn’t confirmed those shots were yours, just for coveting my man, I’d have every reason to beat you.”
“With just one word, I can have you thrown out of this base.”