Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1812

Tyler lobbed a fountain pen over with a triumphant grin, her eyes sparkling with victory. "From now on, we're all in the same boat," she chuckled, "so there's no need to be so formal."

Fiona had already slipped out of the private room when the Bryant family caught on. They quickly turned their attention to Tyler, trying to buddy up to her and hoping to squeeze out some valuable intel.

But Tyler wasn't spilling anything about Fiona's upcoming chat with the Woods family. She deftly dodged their questions with playful chatter, leaving the three old foxes visibly frustrated. Once the contract was signed, they shared a few courteous words before making a swift exit.

Meanwhile, Fiona had just pushed open the door to another private room when a woman from the Woods family made a beeline for her. She was around Kimberly's age but not quite as striking.

"You don’t mind if I call you Fiona, right?" the Woods woman said with a bright smile, guiding Fiona to a seat beside her. She gestured to a plate of freshly peeled shrimp the server had just set down. "Fiona, the shrimp here is top-notch. Give it a try—I heard from Jackson that you're quite the fan."

Fiona gave her a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. This woman was quite the storyteller.

Fiona knew Jackson inside out. He'd never blab about her preferences; he preferred to surprise her with thoughtful gifts instead.

She didn't call her out, curious to see how long she'd keep up the act.

"Yeah, I do like it," Fiona replied casually.

"Great, eat as much as you want," the Woods woman carried on, chatting like they were old pals.

Their conversation was filled with trivialities, and Fiona kept her responses cool and steady. It was a classic game of psychological endurance.

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