Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 9

Her life had been shattered before he finally remembered to care about her education.

How ironic.

She had devoted ten years of relentless study, hoping to change her fate. Just as her hard work was about to bear fruit, the oppressive forces proved insurmountable.

With a dismissive remark, the Linwood family had sealed her fate, effortlessly casting her into the depths of despair.

She could have had a bright future.

From a young age, her family's background couldn't compete with others. The only weapon she had was her extraordinary dedication to her studies.

Her dream was to get into an Ivy League university, pursue a master's, and then a doctorate. She wanted to become a professor, to stand on the podium and change the destinies of others like her through education.

But reality dealt her a harsh slap.

be, she became a convict scorned by society, with a permanent stain on her

blemish that

fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, yet she remained unaware

voice

the mention of "Cresthaven Academy" was as heavy as a thousand- pound boulder, nearly suffocating Nathan,

area, known for its rigorous academic standards. Unlike Elite Crest

top of her class, a testament to her brilliance. With her grades, getting into an Ivy

Academy is over twenty miles

off as realization dawned,

a sardonic smile. "I preferred cycling to

breakfast because Cresthaven Academy's morning classes started at six. I had

never came home for lunch because the lunch break wasn't long enough for a round trip. I couldn't afford to buy lunch, so I survived on water until dinner. By the time I got home, you'd all already eaten. I was left with the leftovers, and you called me ungrateful, saying I preferred cold scraps,

palpable. "I didn't know you