Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1765

"Enough!" Mitch's voice sliced through the tension in the room like a hot knife through butter. Instantly, an uneasy silence fell over the crowd, each person too wary of Mitch's temper to dare speak.

Without missing a beat, Fiona marched straight over to the man who had been running his mouth. She hoisted him up as if he were no heavier than a ragdoll and slammed him to the floor with a force that left everyone gaping in disbelief.

It was hard to fathom that such power resided in a young woman, and Fiona's effortless display of strength left the room in stunned silence.

The man hit the ground with a thud, groaning as pain rippled through his body.

"Fiona, you've just returned. It's best not to lose your temper," Mitch finally intervened, his tone more measured.

The man on the ground looked as if he had been thrown a lifeline, casting a smug glance at Fiona as he struggled to his feet.

"Yes, it's indeed best not to lose my temper," Fiona agreed. But then, with a swift kick to his chest, there was a sickening crack—likely a rib giving way. He cried out, blood trickling from his lips, while Fiona leaned down and mused, "If I'm not supposed to lose my temper, why are you trying to stand up?"

Fiona's defiance was unmistakable, her foot planted firmly on the man's chest as she looked up at Mitch with an innocent grin. "Actually, I'm more interested in the topic we were just discussing."

Mitch's face darkened, his calm composure slipping. Fiona could see he was on the brink, ready to be pushed into a corner.

"The Stonnell family can't afford to have secret dealings with the Larkin family. That would be like setting ourselves on fire, and the Woods family would hold it against us. It's simply not worth the risk."

Mitch finally conceded, his anger simmering beneath the surface, though he maintained a mask of geniality.

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