Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 141

Chapter 137

Claire looked at him, her eyes devoid of emotion, like a still pond.

After a moment, she slowly lowered her legs, turned to face the man, and spoke in a voice as raspy as sandpaper, "If you don't want to interfere with my fate, then why do you care?"

Sean took a drag from his cigarette, exhaling a smoke ring that drifted lazily in the air before dissipating. His gaze settled on Claire through the haze.

"Life is like a play. Sometimes an extra spectator changes the entire plot. I just want to see how your story unfolds if you don't die today."

Claire was taken aback. The man in front of her remained impassive throughout, his demeanor cool to the point of indifference.

He seemed utterly unconcerned with the life or death of others.

Yet, his cold, almost unsympathetic words struck a chord in Claire.

Who wouldn't choose life if given a chance?

If life's play could be performed brilliantly, who would want to ruin it?

Claire's eyes filled with a sense of desolation. "My play's already a disaster. There's nothing left to see."

Sean, however, was unfazed. "You never know. The best parts often come at the end."

Claire fell silent, her gaze dropping to her scar-riddled body as she pondered his words.

hope in her eyes. "Do you really think I can start

long as you

heart was a whirl of emotions. His words were like a ray of light piercing

a cold breeze

took off his black coat and handed it

her shoulders, the faint scent of tobacco and the warmth from his body provided

"Thank you."

really want to thank

Claire looked at him,

you about to say thank

bewildered. "Ah... Yes, I

sparkling like two onyxes filled

usually sharp and cold eyes

hint of amusement playing on his

at embroidery?" His voice remained cool, yet it carried an

was confused, wondering how he

gestured with his

down and

of the

crafted, its layers of

she had

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