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

Fiona eased her expression, swung the door open, and stepped outside with a relaxed demeanor.

"What brings you here?" she asked, setting a glass of water in front of him before sinking comfortably back into the couch.

"Just wanted to check in on you," Jackson replied, gently tousling her hair with a soft laugh. "I never realized you were such a design prodigy, Fiona."

She had expected his curiosity and had no intention of keeping secrets. With a calm smile, she shifted to rest her head on Jackson's shoulder.

"You've known all along, haven't you?"

From the moment the design competition kicked off, Jackson had tried to recruit her for Woods Corporation. But when nothing came of it, she knew he was just testing the waters. Besides, she had handed over countless new design drafts to Kimberly; Jackson must've been aware of that.

Jackson chuckled softly, then wrapped her in his arms and kissed her.

Fiona, however, flipped the script, playfully pinning him to the couch. She traced her fingers slowly over his brow and eyes, ending with a light, fleeting kiss on his lips.

"It's getting late, big brother. Goodnight," she teased, hopping off the couch and heading to her room, tossing a cheeky smile back at Jackson.

girl!" Jackson said with an

by a barrage of calls

is this?"

bet you barely

the eldest daughter of the Larkin family

off her phone, not interested in the gossip. What mattered

of the new school term, her final

with more

than three days until

those three days, Fiona

in jail

in the competition. No big surprises there, and the New Year was just

planned a seaside getaway, so after the competition, they headed to a famous coastal

she turned around, she bumped right

I'm the one who

he made a swift exit, taking Nash with