Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1846

Fiona let out a cold laugh, more than satisfied with the way the chief had handled things—even if it meant throwing his own family under the bus. Without looking back, she turned and walked out of the station with Jackson by her side.

As she glanced over her shoulder one last time, she caught the fierce glare in the delinquent girl’s eyes, but honestly, it didn’t matter. There was no way their paths would cross again.

Outside, a wannabe influencer who’d been hiding by the entrance, streaming everything live, quickly ducked into a patch of tall bushes when he saw Fiona and Jackson coming. With the evening light fading, he smugly thought he’d gone unnoticed.

Once the coast was clear, he popped out, pointed at the faint outline of their car driving away, and snorted, “Figures. Must be nice to have connections, huh? Most people throw a punch and end up in handcuffs, but these two just stroll right out. The world really does belong to the rich and powerful.”

The chat lit up—viewers venting about the unfairness of it all. But when the camera had nothing left to show, the hype died down. Still, the streamer ended the night with a wallet full of tips and his follower count rocketing past ten thousand.

Back inside the police station, the chief finally felt like he could breathe again. As long as those two left quietly, he could handle the rest.

The delinquent girl, meanwhile, couldn’t see what the big deal was. She sat on the floor, clinging to the chief’s pant leg, pouting, “Uncle Mike, you were so convincing! Even I almost fell for your act. At least those two headaches are gone now. But seriously, are they really that important? Who are they?”

“Enough,” the chief snapped, giving her a hard stare and sighing in frustration. “They’re some of the most powerful people in the country. This time, I can’t help you. You’re on your own.”

But she barely heard his warning. The second she realized how influential Jackson was, her eyes sparkled. Good looks and that kind of status? No way was she letting that slip through her fingers.

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