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 had been no gratitude, no

the storage room, it felt like a personal affront, a deliberate

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

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

couch, agreeing with Vanessa's reasoning. Claire was just a child;

becoming

that thought, Adah gestured

Vanessa turned, her expression

marched to the storage room, not

middle of the day, how delightful, dear sister."

"You want me to

because you're our parents' biological daughter doesn't mean you can lord

the real daughter, but you're still nothing more than a

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

to face Vanessa. "Your man? You can't even keep him in check. If you could, Brian wouldn't be chasing me