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

Chapter 1373

"Fiona, can you step out for a moment?"

Out of the blue, Mr. Keaton, our homeroom teacher, appeared at the door looking none too pleased.

Fiona let out a soft "Oh" and stood up from her seat.

Seeing Mr. Keaton call Fiona out, Robert and the other boys started to fret even more.

"Dang, is Mr. Keaton about to bring down the hammer on her?"

"It must be about that forum drama. They're probably going to come down hard on Fiona, maybe even slap her with some kind of punishment."

"Mr. Keaton, you can't believe the stuff on that forum! It's all a bunch of lies. Let us track down the person who started it, and we'll make sure they regret it."

"Yeah, it's all made-up nonsense. Please, don't let this mess cloud your opinion of Fiona."

"Quiet, all of you."

Mr. Keaton shot them a sharp look, clearly annoyed.

Who does he think Fiona is, anyway?

"What's all this about Fiona? Enough with the nonsense, class is starting. Sit down and get ready to learn."

greeted Mr. Keaton at the door, and gave Fiona

go ahead with the class. I've got some

nod, then gently took Fiona by the

concern, worried that the school might actually punish Fiona over this

stormy look on his face, stared out the window. He watched as Fiona and Mr. Keaton vanished around the corner of the hallway. Suddenly, he stood up, his jaw set, and walked out without saying a word. "Nash, where do you think you're going? We're in the middle of class!" Mrs. Smith was writing

over his shoulder as he

of the other boys exchanged a look, then they too got

students anyway. Skipping a class or two

with

and school authorities all alone, she must

to be there

all can't just

without so much as a backward glance, completely

seen anything quite like this

...

I know you're blameless

know how brutal public opinion can be. You've got to set the record straight, fast," Mr. Keaton said earnestly. "Do you know the guy in the

Pn

clear things up?"

sure, but it's no big deal," Fiona said with

wasn't going to bother him

running the Golden Hotel, raking in the cash every hour. This little hiccup was something she could

needed to keep bringing