Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life novel Chapter 1510

Allen had snagged front-row seats for Fiona, complete with VIP entrance access, making it all feel like a first-class experience.

As Fiona handed over the tickets at the VIP channel, she said, "Hello, these are our tickets." The tickets were for her and Jackson, and the staff, knowing the prestige that came with such seats, handled them with care. Securing front-row seats at an Allen concert was no small feat; it hinted at either a well-connected background or some serious influence—definitely not the kind of people you’d want to upset. The staff checked the seat numbers, confirmed everything was in order, and with a courteous smile, said, "Esteemed VIP guests, please follow me."

Among them, only Jackson looked a bit older, while the other three seemed like high schoolers—probably young heirs from affluent families who expected nothing but the best.

Meanwhile, over in the general admission line, Janet was leading a group of classmates, strutting with the confidence of a peacock. Most in this line were adults, so for these students to have snagged tickets was quite the achievement!

"Janet, look over at the VIP entrance. Doesn't that look like Fiona and Nash?" a sharp voice piped up, making Janet frown as she glanced over. She only saw someone from behind, but she was certain—it was Fiona!

"How did Fiona score concert tickets like that?" Janet wondered out loud, clearly puzzled. Those VIP tickets were way out of her league; even she couldn't get her hands on them. How did Fiona manage?

Sensing Janet’s frustration, a few classmates quickly tried to lighten the mood. One girl, linking arms with Janet, said with a grin, "Don't forget about those marks on Fiona's wrist."

That single comment was like a light bulb going off.

"No way, is Fiona really that desperate? Trading her body just to see a concert? I never would've guessed, someone so proud acting so low!"

"You're missing the point. Maybe she's into that kind of thing, like some weird bondage play. How else could she have Nash wrapped around her finger, sticking up for her? It's gross that someone like that came from our school."

"How filthy."