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

"Jackson mentioned he was heading overseas for a business negotiation, but then he got surrounded. The last message he sent my mom was yesterday, and she's been worried sick. She caught the first flight out early this morning, but now we haven't heard a peep from her either. Fiona, I'm at my wit's end here."noveldrama

Fiona's eyes narrowed as she grabbed Nash by the collar, demanding, "Why are you just telling me this now?"

Fiona was on the brink of losing it. They'd already missed the crucial 24-hour window to rescue Jackson. She felt an intense urge to knock some sense into Nash; how could he wait until things were this dire to spill the beans?

"Where's my brother gone?" Fiona asked, her fingers flying over her phone as she fired off messages.

"Southeast Asia."

Fiona froze, her whole body going rigid. She asked again, refusing to believe it, "Where?"

The answer was unchanged. Now it was Fiona's turn to panic. Of all times, Jackson had headed to Southeast Asia.

"What kind of business is worth discussing in that godforsaken place?" Fiona muttered to herself.

The next moment, Nash gave her a suspicious look and asked, "Business deal? Jackson got a tip that Grandpa and Grandma might be there."

What?

It finally clicked for Fiona. She now understood why Jackson had been so desperate to go abroad. That night, he'd insisted on personally taking her back to

her dorm; he must have been worried for her safety because of this.

Taking a deep breath, Fiona stared at her contact list, hesitated for ages, then finally pressed the call button.

The phone rang several times before someone picked up. A soft chuckle came through the line, followed by a voice saying "Well, well, whata surprise, you calling me

"I need you to find someone for me. Name your price."

Fiona's voice was icy as always, her words clipped. She had no interest in chit- chatting more than necessary.

"So, Fiona finally needs a favor from me."

Fiona's expression turned frosty as she replied, "If you're not interested, I've got plenty of other options."

"Come on, Fiona, don't be like that. We've known each other for so long. Don't break my heart."

"I've sent you the info. Let me know the second you hear anything."

With that, Fiona hung up without a second thought. She didn't want to exchange another word with the person on the other end. She wasn't keen on dredging up memories of her time in Southeast Asia. Back then, she was just a kid, constantly bullied by the Stonnell family, small and frail. She was sent to the tropical forests of Southeast Asia, where she spent years that seemed safe but were filled with hardship.

Those were days she preferred to forget.

Anything tied to the Stonnell family was something she wanted no part of; it was all a bitter pill to her.

"When are we heading out, Fiona?" Nash asked, ready with his bags.

Fiona glanced at the pile of luggage, a hint of disdain in her eyes as she frowned, "Are you moving house or rescuing someone?"

"Alright, you don't need to come with me. I'll handle this. You stay here with the Woods family. With both our brother and sister away, youre the one keeping everything together. Don't let the Woods family fall into their hands."