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

This whole mix-up really stirred things up.

"You've got the wrong idea. I'm just here to pick someone up, not to start a shift at a club," Fiona explained, feeling a bit exasperated but grateful for the driver's concern. Honestly, if it had been someone else, they might not have even bothered to warn her, let alone ask her to leave the car. She could've ended up in an embarrassing situation.

"Thanks, could you please take me to my actual destination?" Fiona said, her demeanor brightening as she got back into the car. Once the driver caught on to the mix-up, he didn't say much else. He simply hit the gas and they were off, reaching her destination in no time.

As soon as Fiona stepped out of the car, there was Jackson at the entrance, looking less than thrilled. Next to him stood a woman, and though she wasn't with him, the sight of them together rubbed Fiona the wrong way.

With a bit of a scowl, Fiona made her way over to Jackson. His expression shifted to joy as soon as he saw her, and he slipped an arm around her waist, leaning in close. "Finally, you're here," he said warmly.

Fiona just gave a little huff, choosing not to reply.

upon spotting Fiona, couldn't hide her disdain. Fiona's natural beauty, youth, and the effortless vibe she gave off were in a league

just out of the club, each with women dressed to impress, their perfume so heavy it

ruffling her

self-control, not showing the slightest interest in the women there. Some even speculated

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pockets, and gave the woman a look that said it all. "The club's star attraction, huh? You've got the looks to back it up, and the

woman's face