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

When Fiona laid eyes on Tyler, her face softened noticeably. The tension that had been gripping the room started to ease up, and the heavy atmosphere began to

lift.

Tyler's hands were tied with rough rope, his wrists bruised and showing traces of blood. Fiona narrowed her eyes, a sharp gleam flickering in her gaze.

"Now that I've brought him to you, let my granddaughter go," the old man's deep voice echoed with authority.

His cloudy eyes were fixed on Fiona, almost as if he was ready to pounce. But Fiona didn't flinch. Her face was calm as she met his gaze. "I'm taking Tyler out of here."

"No way!" A girl's piercing voice sliced through the air, causing Fiona to wince. She shouted at the old man, "Grandpa, you can't let them leave! If Jules goes with her, I'd rather die."

around her with a cool detachment. Her

sharp character, no doubt. But Fiona wasn't worried about a showdown. What really

the school looking for him, they'd dropped plenty

to take Jules from me. Hurry before it's too late,

pitifully, but the old man stayed silent,

leave with you. But since you barged in so boldly, I'll let you leave

inwardly at the old man's calm

sunny. "I'm not here to chit-chat. I came to take Tyler. If I can't,

brat, you've got some nerve! You think a few years of schooling makes you hot stuff? Threatening murder and acting like a street thug-do you think I won't call the cops on

Do you dare?" Fiona sneered, rolling her eyes. After a long pause, the old man sighed and said,

it'll be