Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1554

"Alright, so here’s the deal: next Monday, we've got an outdoor event that needs a guardian’s signature. Any idea who should come by?" Keaton sighed, fully aware that Fiona's folks were probably swamped with work. Still, school rules were school rules.

"I can sign it myself," Fiona said, her voice steady, as if the whole guardian thing didn't faze her in the slightest. "Where do I sign, teacher?"

"We also need a parent to accompany you for the activity."

"I get that, but I don’t need them to tag along," Fiona replied flatly. Her parents were notoriously hard to pin down, let alone get a signature from.

Keaton printed out the form and placed it in front of her. Just as Fiona was about to sign, the office door swung open. She looked up and couldn’t help but smile.

Jackson!

"I’ll handle the signing," Jackson said, his voice smooth and reassuring. He took the pen from Fiona and signed his name with a flourish, right above Nash and Fiona's.

"Any issues now?" Jackson asked Keaton, his eyes drifting to Fiona. "How about we grab some lunch?"

"Sure!" Fiona grinned.

Around Jackson, she never seemed to carry any of that earlier chill.

"All set, Mr. Jackson," Keaton nodded.

Fiona looped her arm through Jackson’s, and together they walked out of the office.

"Hey, big brother, what brings you here?" Fiona asked.

Just as they separated, Allen’s gaze met Fiona’s, and he spotted Jackson. Without missing a beat, he made a beeline for their table.

"Mr. Allen, your table is on the other side. Please follow me," an attendant quickly stepped in.

Switching tables wasn’t allowed here—unless you were Jackson, of course. This place was a part of Woods Corporation, so Jackson called the shots.

"Mr. Jackson and I are friends," Allen insisted, gesturing to Fiona. "We really do know each other."

The bistro didn’t care about anyone's status; even top-tier celebs couldn’t bend the rules.

Fiona glanced at Jackson. It was clear Allen needed something from him, but Jackson didn’t seem eager to help, perhaps because of Allen’s recent bad press, which had thankfully quieted down lately. Fiona couldn’t quite figure out what Jackson was thinking.