Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1902

Normally, he was easy to deal with, but with Fiona in the room—the real boss behind it all—no one dared step out of line.

Everyone stood stiffly in the private lounge, barely breathing.

A manager hurried in, keeping his voice low. “Uh, Ms. Fiona, there’s a bit of a scene outside. Some guests are complaining the club feels empty today.”

Fiona didn’t even glance up. “Tell them we’re closed for the day. Give everyone who already showed up a ten percent discount.”

The manager hesitated. “There’s one guy who won’t take it. He’s insisting on a full refund for his membership.”

Before he could finish, Fiona looked directly at the waiting attendant. “Who is it? Which family’s spoiled brat is making trouble?”

“It’s Carson. The Kidd family’s youngest.”

Fiona’s lips curled into a sly smile. She hadn’t even planned to go after Carson yet, but here he was, serving himself up.

“How much cash does he have with us?”

The attendant checked his phone and answered carefully, “He’s put in thirty thousand total. He’s got twelve grand left on his card.”

Fiona flipped through the guest list, her eyes cold and amused. When she heard the number, she let out a sharp laugh and tossed the booklet onto the coffee table.

“Go tell him this: If you can’t afford to play at Golden Glow, don’t bother showing your face. A real trust fund kid wouldn't embarrass himself with thirty grand. Around here, the serious players drop at least a hundred thousand, minimum. Thirty thousand? That won’t even get you a conversation with our girls. If he’s looking for cheap, there’s always the bargain clubs across the street.”

The attendant blinked, shocked. He’d never seen anyone this bold about turning away business. Was she for real?

Fiona was practically a myth around here—nobody ever saw her in person. For her to show up and demand the surveillance tapes, something big must have happened. Otherwise, the real boss would never bother with this place.

Johnny clutched his stomach, trying to catch his breath. His heart was pounding. He’d never worried about the cameras before, so why were they asking now?

“What’s your point? You think I messed with the surveillance?”

“Who else? Everyone else has an alibi for that night except you. And you’re still going to play dumb?”

Johnny gritted his teeth, refusing to admit anything. He figured as long as he kept quiet, there was nothing they could pin on him. Playing the streetwise tough guy was his specialty.

Fiona crossed her legs and stood up, cool and collected. “If you’re not going to come clean, get lost. I was actually planning to hand out a reward today—ten grand for anyone who’d do the right thing. But if you don’t want it, that’s your choice.”