Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 82

Her brother's affection belonged to her.

And so did Brian.

Claire, you shameless woman. You dared to covet what wasn't yours, and for that, you deserve nothing but disdain.

Vanessa's hatred for Claire burned intensely. In an instant, she devised a plan to deal with her.

She stomped down the stairs, her footsteps echoing through the house.

Seeing Vanessa alone, Adah couldn't help but ask, "Vanessa, where's your sister?"

Vanessa feigned disappointment, "She's not in Brian's room, she's probably retreated to her own space again."

Adah's expression froze, already aware that Claire's "room" was nothing more than a storage closet. When Ethan had shown her the small, damp, windowless space Claire had called home for three years, Adah's heart had nearly broken.

She couldn't fathom how Claire had managed in such a grim place. So when Ethan had decided to renovate his own room into a girlish, princess-themed surprise for Claire, Adah had supported him wholeheartedly, hoping it might mend their mother-daughter relationship.

had woken up, there

to the storage room, it felt

Adah's face, annoyed by Claire's coldness and

about to head to the storage room, Vanessa stopped her, "Mom, let me go. We're closer in age, and maybe she'll listen to

sank back into the couch, agreeing with Vanessa's reasoning. Claire was just a child; surely it wasn't

becoming increasingly

Adah gestured for Vanessa

Vanessa turned, her expression

to the storage room, not bothering to knock

day, how delightful, dear

me to leave?

doesn't mean you can lord it over me. Who

but you're still nothing more than a

chin, as if Claire were nothing but dirt, "Let me warn you, Brian

him in check. If