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

Chapter 1820

"At the end of the day, you're just a teacher. You get paid to do your job. Educating others is your responsibility, so what's with the high-and-mighty attitude?" Jane couldn't hold back any longer and burst out, her voice full of frustration.

Fiona's perspective on this young woman shifted instantly. She hadn't expected Jane to be so blunt.

"Jane, what are you saying?" The advisor's expression darkened immediately. She stormed over to Jane with a stern look and demanded, "Have you finished the ten-thousand-word essay I assigned you?"

"Fiona already told me I don't have to write it."

"Is she the teacher, or am I? Do you even respect my authority as your advisor?"

The advisor raised her hand, ready to slap Jane, but Fiona swiftly caught her wrist. With a slight squeeze, the sound of bones cracking filled the room.

"Talk if you must, but there's no need to get physical."

Fiona's grip tightened, twisting the advisor's face into a grimace of pain.

"It hurts! It hurts so much!" The advisor gasped, shocked by the strength of someone who seemed so delicate. She tried to push Fiona away, but it was pointless. "Fiona, let go of me, please!"

a casual flick as if she were tossing a toy, Fiona sent the advisor sprawling to the

the advisor began to sob

leaving her sitting on the floor, looking utterly defeated-far from the authoritative

voice soft but chilling enough to send a shiver down the

"Advisor,

get

might end up

out at the nurse

the rest of your

left

the injury wasn't that severe, the pain

it to scare her.

this,

out of the room without a second's hesitation. Now, it was just Amy and Fiona left. Amy sat there with an air of cool detachment lounging back on the sofa with her legs crossed, exuding a confidence that Fiona found

she

Ugh!