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

Robert noticed the frustration in her eyes, realizing just how much this whole mess had upset her.

He turned his chair to face Fiona, keeping his voice calm and reassuring. "Don't sweat it, Flora. There won't be any more drama. Those ridiculous rumors have been nipped in the bud." Fiona leaned back casually against the desk, twirling a pen absentmindedly.

"Complications don't scare me. Besides... I'm not the one who should be worried."

Her eyes were sharp with contempt, dismissing those who tried to plot against her. Such petty moves didn't faze her; she refused to let them taint her thoughts.

Robert glanced around, catching the curious eyes lingering on her, feeling a surge of protectiveness.

Annoyed by the onlookers' curiosity, he shooed them away. "What are you gawking at? Get back to your books. Don't say I didn't warn you know what's worth saying and what isn't. If I catch anyone spreading rubbish, you better believe I'll deal with it!" He even shook his fist for good measure, making the onlookers gulp nervously.

"We'd never spill anything. We're just pissed off. If you need anything, just let us know. We're here to help."

To them, Fiona was someone who deserved their protection. How could she be hurt so easily?

They weren't about to stand for it.

Seeing their fierce loyalty, Fiona felt a warmth spread through her heart. Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and she waved off their worries.

"I know you all have my back. Don't fret, there's no way I'm letting this get to me."noveldrama

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Robert flashed a knowing grin, leaning of Fiona's desk with a determined look. "If anyone messes with you, just let me know. I won't let them off easy."

Fiona nodded, her mind already drifting elsewhere.

Even though she had dodged the kidnapping unscathed, finding out

who was behind it was crucial et

Otherwise, who knew what those people might try next?

She wasn't afraid of them, but she was fed up with their constant meddling.

Lost in thought, she stared at the desk for a moment before asking, "Who let slip about my kidnapping? Did they say anything else?"

Robert scratched his head, trying to recall. "Not much, they didn't have the guts to say a lot..."

"Ah, right! The Class 5 crew! They're the ones who started it all! When you weren't here, all kinds of rumors came out of their class. If it weren't for our classmates standing up for you, ready to throw down, they might have been even bolder, spinning the story all kinds of ways."

He clenched his fists, looking ready to take on Class 5.

Fiona leaned back in her chair, twirling a black ballpoint pen, nodding thoughtfully. Seeing her expression, Robert thought she was gearing up to confront Class 5.

He rolled his wrists and, with a swift motion, kicked his chair aside, ready to back her up.