Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 93

Claire's hands moved swiftly, the silver needle in her grasp danced like a lively fish weaving through the dark fabric with elegance.

Silk Stitch Embroidery is an art that demands finesse, even stitches, and vibrant threads.

Each stitch Claire made was precise, her touch perfectly controlled.

The threads twined around her fingers, sometimes lying flat, sometimes interlacing, gradually sketching out a delicate peony.

The petals layered upon one another, so lifelike, while the center was adorned with a touch of gold thread, shimmering gently under the light, reminiscent of morning dew, breathing life into the entire flower.

After much time passed, Claire finally finished, examining her work closely. Satisfied, she handed it to the man.

He eagerly approached, his eyes widening in amazement as he saw the embroidery on his suit. His jaw dropped in astonishment and admiration. "This... this is simply stunning! It's not just a repair; it's an embellishment!"

The surrounding store clerks also voiced their admiration, looking at Claire with respect.

Claire allowed herself a slight smile. "I'm glad you're pleased."

The man nodded enthusiastically, stumbling over his words in excitement, "Thank you so much. You've been a huge help! I don't even know how to repay you. Just name your price."

"No need. It was nothing,

of inviting some good

gratitude profusely,

Claire realized that night had fallen.

a soft glow over the

back to the Linwood estate, only to find that the Linwoods

bothered to wait, she wasn't inclined to attend

up in front of her. The driver rolled down the window, looking impatient. "Get in. Mr. and Mrs. Linwood instructed me to

expression unreadable

out and open

Claire's

you have hands? Can't you open it

mere driver dared to show

family hadn't grasped

her to marry Heir Foster for the benefit of the Linwood Group, yet they

the driver, Claire turned on her heel and headed back into

was the driver's turn