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

The Bryant family was caught completely off guard, unable to process what had just unfolded. All they saw was everyone at the doorway sprawled out on the ground.

In a flash, anger surged through them towards Fiona and her crew. They eyed Jasmine like a pack of ravenous wolves, ready to pounce.

"Jasmine, what on earth is going on?" an elderly woman demanded, pointing a finger at Fiona with fiery eyes, as if she was about to tear Jasmine apart. "Your grandmother is in this state because of you, and you bring people here to disturb her rest? What's your game?"

Jasmine looked up, her eyes sparking with a hint of anger. With a cool and slightly mocking tone, she replied, "Aunt Sarah, why are you so quick to point fingers? You've got guards at the door, but there's a whole crowd here making a racket and disturbing Grandma's peace. Quite the scheme you've got there."

No one in the room was naive; everyone saw through the situation, including Fiona. The Bryant family's internal squabbles were far more intricate than she had anticipated.

Most of the folks standing there wielded considerable influence within the Bryant clan.noveldrama

"I've brought in an expert to treat Grandma. If Aunt Sarah keeps blocking the way, Jasmine might just have to call in the Bryant family elders to sort this out."

All eyes quickly turned to Fiona. She was bundled up tight, making it hard to make out who she was, apart from her height.

Fiona stole a glance at the bedridden Bryant matriarch, but her view was swiftly obstructed.

She exchanged a knowing glance with Jasmine. With a shared understanding, Jasmine stepped up and nudged Aunt Sarah aside, her voice icy. "Aunt Sarah, do you really want Grandma to never wake up?"

That was the truth, but nobody dared to voice it openly. After all, the Bryant family fortune was too vast for any one person to claim alone.

"Jasmine, you're still young. Don't let yourself be fooled," Aunt Sarah scrutinized. Fiona with shrewd eyes, a sly grin on her face. "Young lady you're about Jasmine's age. No one would believe you have any medical skills."

Fiona narrowed her eyes. She had hidden her identity well, but it seemed the Bryant family members weren't easily fooled.

Now that she was recognized, Fiona decided to drop the act.

She tugged off her hat and removed her sunglasses, revealing her true face.

"Aunt Sarah, you've got a sharp eye," Fiona said with a light chuckle, her voice easygoing yet sharp. Her smile only added to her striking features. "In truth, Mrs. Bryant once did me a good turn. Today, I'm here to return the favor. As for my medical skills, maybe we can talk about them once Mrs. Bryant wakes up."

In the room, the Bryant family members were momentarily taken aback by Fiona's

words. They hadn't even recognized her.

Only Aunt Sarah's gaze brimmed

with malice. She hoped the matriarch would never wake up, maybe even pass away in that hospital, so her branch of the f could claim a larger slice of the Bryant fortune.

But she was sorely mistaken.