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

As the words left her lips, the seventh elder's life came to an abrupt end. Fiona gave a firm toss, sending the body skidding into the corner. Her face was unreadable as she glanced up at the person approaching her, letting out a soft chuckle. "Here to try and stop me too?"

"Miss Fiona, I've been sent to escort you to the family estate. The matriarch is waiting for you."noveldrama

Fiona smirked slightly but kept her thoughts to herself. She had no love lost for the person in front of her. Back when she was still part of the Stonnell family, he was one of the many who made her life difficult. Of course, she wasn't one to just sit back; she'd once delivered a kick that left his only son crippled, destined to live the rest of his life impotent, like a eunuch.

Anyone who dared to bully her would face consequences a hundred times over, while those who aided her would find their kindness returned a thousandfold.

"Still tied to the Stonnell family, huh? Must've been a rough few years for you." Fiona grinned as she walked away.

Nobody in the Stonnell family welcomed her return, nor did anyone stand by her side. They all secretly wished she would just disappear for good.

Fiona's return to the family estate caused quite a ruckus. When she arrived, the massive hall was packed to the brim, a sight that would make anyone's skin crawl. As she stepped in, the crowd instinctively parted to clear a path for her. She walked in with her head held high, brimming with confidence.

High-ranking members of the Stonnell family lined both sides of the hall, with the acting head seated prominently in the middle. An empty seat to the right of the acting head was reserved just for Fiona. That spot had originally been her parents', who had vanished without a trace over the years. Naturally, there were those eager to usurp their place of power.

Understanding human nature, Fiona didn't get angry.

As soon as she sat down, whispers of disapproval filled the air, seeing her actions as a deliberate provocation.

"You haven't done anything for the Stonnell family. What gives you the right to sit in that seat?"

Fiona merely raised an eyebrow, staying silent as she cast a brief glance around before dropping her gaze.

These folks, eager to voice their opinions now that they finally had a platform in the Stonnell family, were being used as pawns by others.

"If I were in your shoes, Fiona, I'd be too embarrassed to show my face."

"How have you managed to survive all these years without dying out there?"

"I heard you're tangled up with some guy from the Woods family, a man in his thirties. No shame at all, truly like someone who wasn't raised properly."

Fiona's eyes blazed with icy fury. They could say whatever they wanted about her, but they couldn't badmouth Jackson.

"Your brother used to spout the same nonsense, but it's a shame he met his end in Southeast Asia."

Fiona crossed her legs and clutched

the teacup in her hand. It was

brimming with tea, and she hurled it

forcefully. If not for someone

stepping in, it would've smashed

right into the speaker's eye.

"You all haven't changed a bit since we were kids," Fiona said, tapping her fingers

on the table. Soon, someone brought her another cup of tea.

This Flora was just like her father back in the day. Worse even. They'd all

witnessed her father's ways and knew better than to approach her.

"You should be grateful. If I hadn't taken

even your brother, you wouldn't

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even have a shot at stepping into this ball," Fiona said with a

tight-lipped smile.

No one dared speak again. Who would risk provoking such a force of nature?

"Alright, Fiona. Let's put the talk of

killing aside. We're all family here the matriarch, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up. "You're a young lady, after all. It's time you acted like one."