Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 106

She frantically called over a servant, urgently asking, "Where's Claire?"

The servant shook her head. "Ma'am, when we woke up this morning, Miss Claire was nowhere to be found."

Adah was devastated, as if all the strength had been drained from her body. She leaned weakly against the wall.

Ethan came out of the bedroom and immediately noticed Adah's desolate state. Concerned, he quickly asked, "Mom, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Adah looked up at Ethan, her eyes red and voice trembling, "Claire is missing." This time, even Ethan began to worry. "How can she be missing? Wasn't she home just yesterday?"

Adah collapsed against the wall, tears streaming down like a flood, her body trembling uncontrollably. She covered her face with her hands, sobbing, "It's all my fault. I drove Claire away. If anything happens to her, how am I supposed to live?"

Ethan suddenly remembered the call from May the previous night. He quickly pulled out his phone to call her, only to find he had been blocked.

His expression darkened. "Mom, try calling May."

With trembling hands, Adah dialed the number, but the result was the same. She had been blocked too.

himself and said, "Mom, let's check the

and as the footage played, their expressions shifted from confusion to

seen leaving the house, her body covered in blood, while sixty-year-old May

her hands over her mouth, tears spilling down her

intently at the screen, the scene cutting

hospital.

Ethan drove with urgency, the wipers swiping furiously yet failing to clear the

staring blankly out the window, her hands clenched so tightly that her nails nearly pierced her palms.

At the hospital.

dull pain throbbing at the back of her skull. Yet, this physical pain was nothing compared to the wrenching ache in her

eyes stared blankly at the stark white ceiling of the hospital room, memories of the previous night

the moment when Adah, with cold indifference, smashed a heavy ashtray against the back of her head, leaving her heart

of her eyes, first one, then another, until

was Adah's own flesh and blood, yet why did her life seem so worthless compared

long grown accustomed to the Linwood family's cold and