Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1709

At that moment, Yvenne was blindsided by the news. She'd always thought Fiona wouldn't be caught dead at such an event, yet here she was, agreeing to go. Her hands shook, eyes icy with disbelief, as she gripped her phone tighter and took a deep breath before dialing Fiona.

The second the call connected, Yvenne's tone shifted to one of desperation. "Ms. Fiona, can we meet?" Gone was her usual swagger.

She was still waiting on the design firm's payment, and losing this competition would be a disaster—she couldn't afford to screw it up too badly. A major loss would mean her chances of bouncing back could vanish for good.

"I have nothing to say to you," Fiona shot back, her voice dripping with disdain—a level of contempt she rarely felt for anyone.

"Ms. Fiona, I know I messed up. I stole your designs for the competition, but I swear, I didn’t know you were H. If I'd known, I wouldn't have done it. Please, can we meet?"

Fiona gave a slight smile, agreed, and hung up. This time, Yvenne wouldn't get off scot-free.

After Fiona's nod, Yvenne pulled herself together and headed out. Meanwhile, Fiona, right after ending the call, saved the recording she’d secretly made. She knew Yvenne's game all too well—people like her were never satisfied and always scheming.

If Yvenne’s story held water, she wouldn’t have pulled the stunts she did afterward. But it was fine; Fiona had a parting gift ready for her.

They met as arranged in a private room at a café on the second floor, where a large glass pane offered a clear view of the outside. Yvenne picked this spot for what she had planned next.

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