Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 121

Claire felt a chill run through her heart.

If all of this was part of Vanessa's plan, then it would be impossible for Brian to find a doctor in time. No, she couldn't just sit by and do nothing. Irene absolutely could not die. Five years ago, she was framed once already. This time, she must not let the tragedy repeat itself. She needed to perform first aid on Irene immediately.

"Grandma, let go of me, I need to save Irene."

Aberdeen hesitated, her eyes full of worry, but she released her grip.

Claire took a step towards Irene, but Ethan quickly blocked her path, and Vincent swiftly moved to block her from the other side.

Ethan's eyes were cold and accusing. "Claire, haven't you done enough? You almost got Irene killed earlier, and now you want to finish the job right in front of us? How could you become so malicious, like some wicked witch with a heart full of poison?"

Vincent looked utterly disappointed as he chimed in, "Claire, I advise you to stop right now. If you continue down this path, the consequences will be far worse than a mere five years in prison. With the Cole family's influence, you could be locked away forever. Even though we grew up together, I won't let our past friendship save you."

"Move aside! If I don't help her now, it will be too late. Are you really going to just stand there and watch her die?" Claire was frantic and furious.

and

if you dislike Irene, you can't take her life. Even if she wakes up and reveals your past crimes, you've already paid with five years in prison. The law won't pursue you further. There's no need for

Claire. You're like a madwoman. You should be locked away

persist in this madness? Do you

budge, Claire's anger blazed like

knew it was futile to explain, so she stopped wasting words. Grabbing a fruit knife from the bedside table, she swung it wildly

of my way-all of you!" Claire screamed, her eyes red with fury, like a demon emerging from the depths

anything else. If Irene died, so would her own future. Even for her own sake, she

the sudden

Ethan was a bit too slow; the blade grazed his cheek, and blood started to

Ethan roared, clutching his face

blazing with intensity, rasped, "Back off. If you

his own sister would actually wield a knife against him. He had no doubt Claire wasn't holding back. If