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

Chapter 1682

This time, the second Woods brother just gave a slight smile, sipping his coffee without adding another word. There was a sharp glint in his eyes, a hint of something cold.

Fiona came down the stairs right then, catching the moment. From the first time she met the second Woods brother, she'd sensed he wasn't your average guy- there was definitely something mysterious about him.

But Jackson had been upfront with her. He filled her in on the second Woods brother's story as soon as she woke up. She found out he was originally from the Maple Grove branch of the Woods family but had been sent to the Capital as punishment by the old patriarch for some past mistakes. Jackson didn't have all the details, since it happened before he was born.

Even getting snippets was quite a feat, considering the Woods family's deep, secretive nature. Despite years of trying, Jackson's influence had never broken into the inner circle of the main branch. Those old-timers in the States were tough, holding onto power with a firm grip, even in their old age.

When Fiona came downstairs, Kimberly's face softened a bit, but only just.

"Fiona, you're up. Come, have a seat," Kimberly said with a gentle smile. "I asked Mary to whip up your favorite dishes, so make sure you eat plenty later."

Fiona replied with the air of a

couch, giving Fiona a once-over, a smirk curling his

is the girl Jackson brought back? She looks

him a sharp look. She thought Scott might have finally learned his lesson, only to find him still lacking in tact. She added with a scoff, "Jackson is nothing like Gerald. Gerald's got a rep that isn't exactly stellar, while Jackson

finding the notion of Jackson being naive the funniest thing he'd ever

then there must not be many schemers

family in the States?" Scott asked, trying to coax Fiona like she was a

was pretty good at playing along. She looked up, popped a grape into her mouth, her cheeks puffed out like a cute little

Stonnell family? I'm not sure what you're talking about," Fiona said, cracking open another pistachio and enjoying

at Fiona. "Maybe I've got the

sank. Scott was clearly suspicious

the States was indeed hers, her grandpa still alive and kicking. It seemed she needed to find a time to