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

Bentley wiped his forehead, trying to play it cool, but the awkwardness was all over his face.

"Ms. Fiona, we knew about the situation, but as for working with Country M? The Gregory family would never do something like that!"

"That's right, Ms. Fiona," Amy's mother jumped in, her voice tight with worry. "Our family has a good reputation here in the States—we'd never get mixed up in anything shady like that."

Both parents rushed to explain, desperate to clear things up before Fiona got the wrong idea.

But Fiona didn't need to prove anything to them anymore. She'd already tracked down the real Amy, something her parents could never have done, even if they tried. Fiona had gotten this far without needing the Stonnell family's help. Compared to her, these old folks were out of their league.

And Fiona's coolness under pressure was almost legendary. Most people would've lost it under the kind of stress she'd faced—cursing, snapping, breaking down. But not Fiona. She handled it all like it was nothing.

"Ms. Fiona, it's all thanks to you that our daughter's home. Please, let me toast you," Bentley said, picking up his glass and leaning forward in a respectful salute before knocking back his drink.

of champagne and she finished it in one smooth gulp. The taste was a mix of bitter, sweet, and just

that she's back, what's your plan?" Fiona asked, casually grabbing a handful of peanuts from the dish on the table. She ate as she waited for their

didn't have to wait long. Amy's parents already had everything

personal trophy-showing her off at every event, making sure everyone saw her face,

and there—we'd never let her suffer again. After all these years, we still don't know how she made

could make anyone emotional-anyone except Fiona. She just sat

room grew tense and

"While you were competing, we were already bringing

College as well. Their academics are top-notch, and we want Amy to get the best education. She's our

you'd think they'd rehearsed it. Their