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

Jane marched right up and slapped her, hard. In all these years, no one had ever dared say she was disgusting-until now.

Even when those big-name heirs from the States showed up and threw insults at her, Jane never took it lying down. So why would she put up with this random girl who came out of nowhere?

"I think you're just " Jane started, but Fiona stepped in and cut her off. She shook her head at Jane, then looked steadily at the girl standing beside her.

"You say you didn't rig the votes? And you want me to prove it if I think you did?" Fiona asked, calm as ever.

The girl was still in shock from Jane's slap, and Fiona's words only made her more confused. She nodded automatically.

"Alright. I'll show you the proof," Fiona said, her face unreadable.

She hooked her laptop up to the projector, casting everyone's vote records onto the board. Most people's votes were growing at a normal, steady rate. Jane's numbers were a little higher, but nothing wild.

votes for this girl's design exploded. She shot straight into the top three, her

by more than nine hundred votes. Only then did things finally slow

stunned. Even the girl looked like she couldn't believe her

she really hadn't done

still have

a leaned back in her

read these numbers, right? It's obvious whether

come in ready to pick a fight

went pale and she took a couple steps

everything you said, Fiona Why is this happening? Her voice shook, panic rising as she

cold, judgmental eyes. She was desperate, but nothing she said could make them

had to push for

gave you a chance to save face, and you threw it away.