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

"I can't believe Vogue International stooped to plagiarism. It's just outrageous! I used to be such a fan of their clothes. Makes you wonder if all their past designs were knock-offs too. These days, plagiarizing doesn't cost much, so how else did Vogue International blow up so fast in just a few years?"

"Who can say? But this scandal is about to hit Woods Corporation hard. Didn't they just announce a partnership with Vogue International a couple of days back? I checked, and guess what-they've already deleted the collaboration post from their official socials. It's pretty funny!"

"Nash, aren't you part of the Woods family? Do you have any clue about this mess?"

Nash stayed silent, just slipping on his headphones to game with Fiona.

Jane felt her head spinning from all the gossip. She glanced at Fiona, who seemed unfazed, which only made Jane jitterier. As soon as school let out, Jane bolted out of there like her life depended on it. Fiona was about to invite her to grab a bite at the cafeteria, but Jane was already a blur in the distance.

With no other option, Fiona shrugged it off.

Jane had already arranged for her family's driver to pick her up at the school gate. She hopped into the car and zoomed off before the reporters even knew what was happening.

After school, Fiona took Tyler and Nash to the Woods Corporation to find Jackson. She brought Tyler along to calm the execs at Woods Corporation, who were well aware of Fiona's connections.

With the scandal blowing up, someone from the Woods family was secretly in touch with Vogue International, and they needed to find out who was behind it all.

"Do you have an appointment?" a woman juggling two packages asked at the building entrance, eyeing Fiona and her crew.

"We're here to see Jackson," Fiona replied.noveldrama

The woman dropped the packages, her demeanor turning icy. She gave Fiona a sharp, disdainful look. You can't just waltz in and see Mo Jackson."

Nash tucked his phone away, giving the woman a sidelong glance. "I'm here to see my Jackson. What's it to you?"

The woman knew Nash. Kimberly

had brought him to the company a few times, and she'd done her

homework on who Nash was. Quickly switching gears, she forced a smile. "Nash, of course, you can see Mr. Jackson, but not those two. Security's tight at Woods

Corporation now. Not just anyone can stroll in, and those two look like students. They should hit the books instead of looking for shortcuts."

Nash almost laughed out of frustration, not bothering to argue, and pushed past her.

"I'm here to see my Jackson. It's none of your business!"

The woman, teetering on her heels, almost took a spill.

Seeing Nash wouldn't back down, she called out coolly to the security guards, "Stop them!"

Soon, a few guards blocked Fiona

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and her friends. The woman handed her packages to one of the guards, shooting Nash a dirty look.

"Nash, you can see Mr. Woods, but not these two. Who knows what they're up to? Guards, get these two out of here!"