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

Chapter 1597

"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."

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."

stunned to

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

Jackson didn't even bother looking at it before tossing it straight

to the

Fiona felt a headache coming

his

current rumors, she wouldn't

on marriage all these years

the playful roar from

was

what

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

want Fiona to bring you some fresh, exciting design drafts," Jackson teased, chuckling. "Fiona's still

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