Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life
Chapter 832

"Connor, you! You!" Tommy was so furious as he watched the White family's home turn into a blazing inferno that he nearly fainted. He pointed at Connor, but words failed him. "Seal the entrance," Connor ordered coldly. "If Abbey won't come out, then she never will."

"Connor!" Tommy finally grasped what Connor was up to. He had thought the fire was just to scare Abbey out, never imagining Connor meant to actually burn her alive.

Tommy wanted to intervene, but he was soaked in gasoline and couldn't risk getting close. All he could do was watch helplessly, heart pounding.

"Call the chairman!" he shouted. On Lone Island, there was a chairman overseeing the major families. Rarely did he step into the limelight, yet his influence was undeniable. Only he could possibly rein in Connor's madness now. Servants from the White family fled one after another, while Connor stood by, cold and unmoved. Abbey couldn't hold out any longer. The flames were overwhelming staying meant certain death, either by fire or smoke.

She bolted from her room, but the moment she stepped outside the villa, there was a deafening bang. A shot landed right by her feet, sparking an explosion.

Abbey stumbled back in terror. The fire raged behind her, with Connor blocking her path. She'd never seen him so menacing, standing there with a gun, casually toying with the trigger.

He was always the cool and detached type, but now he seemed like a demon from hell, his eyes filled with a deadly intent. He wanted her gone for good.

The fire roared louder, smoke thickening. Abbey knew she had to escape or she wouldn't make it. Desperation for survival overtook her fear of Connor, and she tried to make a run for it again.

But another shot hit her knee. Blood gushed like a fountain, and she collapsed to the ground.

Amanda arrived, her car screeching to a halt as she saw the White family's home consumed by flames. She jumped out, so frantic that she left the car door wide open.

"Connor..." she called out. Her heart sank as she saw Abbey trapped in the fire.

She had anticipated Connor's retaliation for Flora, which is why she raced over from the hospital. But she never expected this.

"Don't even try to stop me, you can't." Connor's voice was ice-cold, matching the chill in his eyes, unaffected by the fiery chaos around him.

"Mrs. Falcone, you're here at last!" Tommy exclaimed, desperate. "Can't you do something about your son?"

Destroying the White family-did she think the Falcone family would escape unscathed? The chairman would demand answers. The White family held the island's medical lifeline; their downfall would cripple Lone Island.

Amanda's lips trembled, but she said nothing. What could she say?

Connor was right-she couldn't stop

him, and trying might only fracture their bond.

Tommy was on the verge of exploding with anger at her silence.

The fire, like an unleashed dragon, grew fiercer. Abbey was unconscious, curled up in the flames. They were about to engulf her completely.

Just then, urgent honking broke through the chaos. A crowd approached, led by none other than the chairman himself.