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

Chapter 1951

Esther stood there, completely mortified, glaring daggers at Fiona as she walked away.

But honestly? Esther knew this was a win for her.

The more Fiona acted all high and mighty in front of everyone, the more people would end up hating her. And that just made Esther look like the good guy-the one everyone could root for.

She couldn't help but smirk as she turned and headed back to her seat.

This was the final round. Even if she didn't take first place, Fiona's reputation was already in the gutter. No one would see her the same way again.

At this point, winning didn't matter as much.

Soon enough, everyone on the International Glam team would have the same ugly rumors thrown at them. Just thinking about it made Esther feel a little giddy.

When the competition first started, everything was going exactly how she'd planned. The livestream chat was filled with hate directed at Fiona, every message nastier than the last.

"Why doesn't this woman just disappear? She's disgusting!"

"Esther tried to be nice, and Fiona treats her like this? Just because she's from the Stonnell family, she thinks she's better than us? If you're so special, stop taking our money!"

"Unbelievable. Is no one going to put her in her place? Must be nice having money-she gets away with everything. Country M better win this round! Someone needs to knock her down a peg."

Stonnell woman has the Woods and Stonnell families backing her

any of those comments—and even if she did, she wouldn't let them get to

and all

held their breath as two words

No Way Out.

fell over the room. You could

She just narrowed her eyes, studying the prompt. It was perfect-

she was in right now, it was about finding

swirling in her mind, the outline of a design

at their blank papers,

They actually

the ultimate

but of their nerves. From sketching to cutting to sewing, So many things could go wrong. Most people would crack under the pressure.

take. She

What a scary opponent.

her pen. She'd pictured a thousand different versions of "No Way Out" in her head.

image became in her mind,

quick on her feet, proud of how fast she could come up with ideas-until today Watching Fiona

actually