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

Chapter 1841

Jackson stepped out of Woods Corporation, a sleek black umbrella in hand, leading Fiona right past Pearl on purpose.

His Fiona had never been treated so badly before, and if Pearl liked making people wait in the sun, then it was only fair she got a taste of that herself.

Pearl was already half-collapsed under the blazing sun, sweat soaking her shirt, her face pale, makeup completely gone. Empty water bottles were scattered around her feet, but no matter how much she drank, she couldn't cool off. The second she spotted Fiona, her eyes nearly shot daggers. But then she noticed Jackson, and a shred of reason kept her from doing anything stupid.

She dragged herself over, nearly stumbling, then rushed up to them, desperation written all over her face. "Mr. Woods, Ms. Fiona, I was wrong. I swear, I won't do it again."

Fiona stayed quiet. Jackson glanced at his watch-Pearl had only been out here half an hour and she was a mess already, while his Fiona had once stood outside for ten minutes. This was nothing.

"Security," Jackson said, voice low.

Two guards immediately stepped up, pulling Pearl away. She struggled, then fainted in the commotion.

States decided to throw their weight around—especially

wanted the real deal: smoky street food,

Fiona hadn't had street food in ages. Ever

grabbing cold beers, and digging in like they hadn't

it wasn't long before a group of guys and girls started

your number! We should

girlfriend? No problem, bring her along!

too hard to be edgy, practically bathed in cheap perfume, sidled up. The smell made Fiona's eyes sting, but instead of getting annoyed, she just wanted to

her look right away-he knew Fiona was up to something. But before she could enjoy the show,

lines they'd tried on

a word, just calmly ignored the whole scene. The wannabe bad boys and their friends

just give us your number and maybe we'll