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

"Ms. Fiona, I've never done you any wrong, so why are you treating me like this?" Angel stood up, trembling with anger, pointing a shaky finger at Fiona. "I know you're close to Mr. Ford, and I just wanted to introduce myself. Maybe even form a connection. Even if you're not into socializing, you shouldn't treat people like dirt!" Fiona stayed quiet. A perfect example of using someone else to do the dirty work!

With everyone around murmuring and pointing fingers, Fiona calmly finished her last bite of shrimp cocktail before setting down her utensils. She had suspected this banquet would be trouble.

"What nonsense are you all spewing!" Nash rushed over, pushing Angel aside to shield Fiona. "She's nothing like what you're accusing her of."noveldrama

Nash's defense only seemed to fuel the gossip.

"Who would've thought Fiona was so crafty? Not only has she charmed Mr. Ford, but she's also got the young Woods heir wrapped around her finger, speechless."

Fiona gently tugged on Nash's sleeve, signaling him to drop it.

"I didn't know that at this event, even the Woods family had no say."

Jackson's voice cut through the crowd, and people automatically parted as he approached. Meeting Fiona's gaze, he smiled slightly, "Fiona, have you had enough?"

"Yes, I'm good."

"Then let's head home."

"Okay."

Their casual exchange left everyone else too stunned to react as the trio gracefully exited the banquet.

That night, the event's news spread like wildfire, with Fiona becoming the center of public scrutiny, labeled a heartbreaker. Meanwhile, rumors swirled about Jackson having a peculiar obsession, with some speculating that Fiona and Nash were secretly an item, and Jackson had muscled in.

When the newspaper landed on his desk at work, Jackson didn't even bother looking at it before tossing it straight into the trash.

"Get to the bottom of this."

At that moment, his phone rang inconveniently. Seeing the caller ID, Fiona felt a headache coming on. It was Nash's mother, who loved.

meddling in his personal affnet

With the current rumors, she wouldn't let this slide.

"You rascal, holding off on marriage all these years just to drop this bombshell on

me!" came the playful roar from the other end.

The tone was light-hearted, almost eager.

"It's not what you think."

"I don't care what it is, bring Fiona home tomorrow. I miss her terribly."

"I bet you just want Fiona to bring you some fresh, exciting design drafts," Jackson teased, chuckling. "Fiona's still young, and you don't find it a hassle asking her for those."

"Are you really my brother? If you'd just settle things with Fiona, would I be like this? Enough talk, bring her back to the estate tomorrow. Those old folks are restless."

...

The banquet incident had spread far and wide, even Keaton shook his head. How could the daughter of someone as esteemed as Flora behave so recklessly?

"Fiona, Jackson said he's picking you up tomorrow to go to the

Woods family estate," Nash said,

extending his phone, his expresse

a mix of amusement and

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resignation. "Those old geezers are tough to handle."