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

Chapter 1893

Jane had to grow up at some point-Fiona knew she couldn't shield her forever. Besides, Jane was born to inherit the Kidd family business; this was always going to be her reality. But that didn't mean she had to take whatever people threw at her.

The alcohol was hitting Jane hard. Her stomach was a mess, her head spinning, eyes unfocused. She barely managed to stay upright. Instinctively, she shoved away the person holding her up from behind. She figured it was one of those sleazy old guys from the private room, the ones who had been getting a little too handsy.

She pushed them away, but deep down, she understood she couldn't afford to make a scene. If she lost it now and the deal fell through, she'd be the one paying the price.

"Don't touch me," she muttered, voice raspy and weak. "I feel sick. I'll throw up on you, Mr. Brown."

Fiona's hand stilled on Jane's arm, her heart tightening with sympathy. Sure, she'd gone after Jane's dad, but in doing so, she'd also destroyed Jane's only real safety net. Maybe her father deserved what he got, but Jane? Jane was just caught in the middle.

Fiona gripped her wrist and turned her around, lifting Jane's chin so their

tears broke free. She wiped at her mouth and then collapsed into Fiona's arms, sobbing so hard she couldn't catch her

exhausted. I mean it-I've never been this tired in my life. I don't get how those business people do it, drinking

say

soft armchair and asked a server to bring over two

was. Back when they first landed in the States, she and Jane had butted heads nonstop,

to look a little less miserable. Her head cleared,

happened?"

with her scheming stepmom and annoying half-brother, the constant headaches, the sleepless nights that