Filed To Story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
“Alright, I’ll be honest with you…” Flossie sat up straight and cleared her throat. “What’s your current relationship with Xavier Stuart? Did something bad happen between the two of you?”
Shirley paused, clearly surprised. “I thought you came for Mr. Guajardo, Miss Ellsworth. I didn’t expect you to be concerned about Stuart at all. Seems to me that you have a special relationship too!”
Flossie frowned. ‘Why does she sound so sarcastic?’
Her expression turned cold, her tone slightly sharper than before. “I suppose you’re right. We do have a special relationship. That’s why I hope to lend him a hand.”
“Does that mean you like Stuart?”
“That’s not the only relationship a man and a woman could have, you know…” Not intending to stall any longer, Flossie told her everything.
“Basically, my friend likes him, and I think he’s fallen for her too. But he’s just acting so weird! He likes her, but he doesn’t dare to make a move.”
“So I was wondering if he has some kind of unresolved issues and if it has anything to do with you.”
“Fell for your friend?”
A glimpse of jealousy flashed within Shirley’s gorgeous eyes for a split second. She then let out a cold chuckle. “I think your friend must have been assuming things. Stuart loves me very much, and he’d never move on so easily.
“I did reject him in the past, but something happened later on, and it helped me confirm my feelings towards him. That’s why I’ve decided to be with him. So I’m guessing he rejected your friend because of this.”
“R… Really?” Flossie was dejected after hearing this. After all, everyone knew just how head over heels Xavier was towards her. Hence, it didn’t sound like a lie at all.
“I’m so sorry our troubles have affected someone else. We’ll make sure to give her a proper apology later on…”
“You don’t have to.” Flossie let out a long sigh, feeling quite sorry for Leia. “It’s good enough that we cleared things up, and I wish you and Xavier a happy relationship.”
“Wait,” Shirley called out to her all of a sudden.
“What is it?”
“You care so much about your friend’s love life, Miss Ellsworth. But do you really not care about your own?”
“What does that mean?”
“I heard Mr. Guajardo got into an accident. As his ex-wife, aren’t you concerned in the slightest?”
“Oh… that!” Flossie figured that the conflict between Halston and her brother had been spread to the public, so she pretended to be nonchalant. “Well, that’s just life, isn’t it? We all have ups and downs. What’s important is that he’s still alive.”
“How cruel, Miss Ellsworth; even I’m starting to feel bad for Mr. Guajardo. Don’t you even feel an ounce of guilt towards him?”
“Why would I? He was the one who provoked his enemy, so he definitely deserved it. I wouldn’t shed a tear even if he were to die.”
She likely wished to convince herself the same, which was why she purposefully spouted such heartless words.
Before leaving, she picked up the cup of coffee on the table and lightly sipped on it, then turned to Shirley. “Thanks for your concern, though, Miss White. Oh, and the coffee’s great.”
Shirley watched as Flossie walked far, shifting the small microphone she tied to her waist, and whispered. “Auntie, I asked everything you wanted me to ask. Miss Ellsworth really is cruel! I feel so bad for Halston!”
On the other end of the line was Francine, about to explode in rage. She had heard every single word Flossie said earlier, and that was enough to crush the last sliver of hope she held in her heart.
She initially thought that this was all just some kind of misunderstanding, that Flossie had no idea about Halston and Seraphina’s accident.
However, now it seemed to her that it was far from a misunderstanding. ‘That woman is nothing but a vicious viper!’
“If that’s so, I won’t be showing any mercy either. Have them take action!” Francine said with an expressionless face, her eyes frosty.
This order was basically sentencing Flossie to death.
As Flossie headed towards the parking lot, she found her head heavy, and she was feeling more disoriented the more she walked.
“Alright, everyone, get in position! And… action!”
Behind her was the director giving orders, followed by the sound of the clapperboard.
Shirley had already left the waiting area by then, and she now stood by the cliff for yet another shoot.
Amongst her dizziness, she noticed Shirley’s long hair and white dress. It was rather odd, but she found her looking quite similar to Jessanna, who she accidentally pushed down this cliff three months ago.
Shirley and Jessanna’s faces started merging into one, passing through the group of staff with an eerie smile. She was staring straight at her as blood started dripping out of the corners of her eyes and mouth…
“Ah! No! Don’t come near me!” Flossie screamed as she blacked out, falling straight to the ground.
After some time, as she regained consciousness slightly, she felt a bucket of ice-cold water poured onto her face.
She opened her eyes in an instant, realizing she was currently lying in a dark, moist warehouse. She had a leash connected to a metal chain that left a red sore mark around her neck, as if she were a dog.
“So you’ve finally woken up, witch!” A cold voice came from somewhere higher within the warehouse.
Francine soon appeared in her field of vision, with Seraphina right by her side. Their eyes were filled with strong hatred as if they could shoot poisonous venom at any given time.
“Miss Francine, now that this wench has woken up, let’s just get this over with,” Seraphina persuaded the old woman, wishing she could cut Flossie into thousands of pieces.
She couldn’t forget the pain she felt when the group of men assaulted her. Hence, as Quinton’s sister, she thought Flossie should naturally be the first to experience karma and retribution for their sins.
Francine, on the other hand, was holding onto the metal railing in front of her. She stared at the woman with a scowl, her voice filled with disappointment as she questioned. “What do you have to say for yourself, Flossie Ellsworth?”
She was actually quite conflicted when it came to her opinion of Flossie. She disapproved of her at the start but slowly grew fond of her with time.
Yet now, she was consumed by resentment, unable to accept that the woman her son loved so deeply was such a vile, manipulative person.
Despite having ‘evidence’ on Flossie’s ‘crimes,’ she still hoped that there was a chance that they could be wrong.
At the very least, she wanted to hear Flossie admit to every sinful deed before giving up on all hope.
The woman tugged on the chains, trying her best to struggle out, only to find these chains being made from a certain material. Not even a professional bodybuilder could ever dream of breaking them.
Hence, she knew that she had no way to get out of this situation, despite knowing many methods that could have potentially helped. She was just like a wingless bird, and she was completely at their mercy.
“Hmph, what else can I say when you two have already beat around the bush and made such a big commotion?” Flossie’s beautiful face was painted with a layer of ice. She didn’t even bother looking at Francine and Seraphina.
“You’re still as tough as before, Flossie Ellsworth. I put in a lot of effort in capturing you, but nothing worked. You’re always on high alert, and you won’t let anyone near you.”
“It’s a shame that you still missed one little detail. You contacted my goddaughter Shirley on your own accord…”
“I was indeed foolish. I didn’t expect you to have any relations with Shirley White…”
“Of course, you didn’t. I intentionally found a woman who looked like you for my son when you disappeared for four whole years. I hoped that Shirley could replace you, but my son was stubborn. He only loves you.
“But I ended up taking a liking to that child, so I asked her to be my goddaughter.”
Flossie was able to catch on in an instant. She chuckled coldly. “So when I contacted Shirley, she contacted you too. If my guess is right, she even drugged that cup of coffee for you, didn’t she?”
Francine stayed silent, not denying these allegations. Flossie had always been a smart woman, which was why she admired her to begin with.