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

Chapter 1537

Fiona shut the chat window and instantly saw a message from Allen, but she wasn't in the mood to reply. Allen was probably itching to figure out who she was, so why stir the pot?

The pings kept coming through the night, and by the time Fiona got to school the next morning, she was running on fumes. Sleeping in a new place always threw her off.

As she plopped into her seat, she caught sight of Janet and her crew shooting daggers her way. No need to play detective-Janet was clearly fuming about what had gone down the night before.

"Fiona's got a real stroke of luck!" Janet hissed, practically shaking with rage. Her eyes were filled with such venom, it looked like she wanted to rip Fiona apart.

"Janet, you wouldn't believe Fiona's connections!" a girl leaned in, whispering conspiratorially. "Did you catch the news?"

Janet blinked, clearly baffled. "What news?"

She'd been dragged back by some thugs last night, expecting to find Fiona in a bad way. Instead, those same thugs had turned on her.

The slap had left her ears buzzing, and her stomach was still sore from the kicks. If it wasn't for Fiona, she wouldn't be nursing these bruises. She couldn't wrap her head around how Fiona had managed to reverse the situation so drastically. That girl was trouble!

a look

They beelined straight for Fiona. With a loud thump, they

merely brushed past her. Otherwise, they'd have given her a real

problem?" Fiona shot Patricia a sharp glare. "Didn't get enough of a

you've got some

jabbed a finger at

smack her.

nuts last night,

ended up on a

bed."

it off. They brought it on themselves, and now they wanted to pin it on

solve a problem?

Someday, you'll be at my mercy,