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

Fiona shot her a blank, innocent look, then narrowed her eyes and let out a laugh.

"I don't even know you. What could I possibly be up to?"

If you want to take someone down, you can't really hide that kind of energy.

Seriously, if you're here to eat, just eat. Why bring all this drama to the table? Does she think the world revolves around her? That everyone's just here to cater to her every whim?

"With that attitude, it's no wonder someone on your team got poisoned. Honestly, you all deserve to miss out on first place."

Fiona set her chopsticks down, her patience wearing thin. She'd just wanted a peaceful meal—when did this place turn into a stage for clowns?

It was honestly ridiculous.

know if we get first place or not?" Fiona replied,

she spoke, Fiona's gaze flicked to the event organizers. There wasn't even a hint of anger in her eyes-just a calm, knowing smile that made

committed to fairness and transparency-l promise you, nothing like that

about why the organizers were being so polite

Fiona caught it. So much for Amy's supposed connections. They weren't worth much after all. "Seems like Country M already thinks first place is theirs," Fiona commented. "Of course. Country M has real strength-unlike some people. We're here to win." The message was clear:

was supposed to be working with Country M, hearing them talk like that only made her more resentful. It

exactly the reaction

lips curving up just a little. "Are you even keeping track of the scores? International Glam and Country M are tied for first, with Woods Corporation just one point behind."

bother mentioning the Gregory family-they were dead

just sitting at this table was already a huge blow to her pride. Now,