Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 140

The elderly woman couldn't hide her worry. "Sean, Claire's not in the best of spirits right now. You should try to comfort her more."

"Alright," Sean replied.

"And remember, she's been through a lot. Her heart is heavy. You need to show her more care, talk to her, and help her open up."

"Don't worry, Grandma, I've got it under control."

She continued to fuss over the details, reminding Sean to make sure Claire had some soup to sober up and to keep her warm at night, leaving nothing to chance.

Sean listened patiently, occasionally nodding in agreement.

Meanwhile, Claire had drunk herself into a stupor. She let go of the empty bottle in her hand, swaying unsteadily, on the verge of collapsing.

Sean quickly reached out to steady her, and she leaned into him, her whole body limp and her gaze hazy and bewildered. Looking up, she asked, "Who are you?" Sean hurriedly ended the call and supported her. "You've had too much to drink."

Claire seemed not to hear him. She wobbled her finger, pointing at his prominent nose, and

and she frowned deeply. "Ethan, I hate you. You're not my brother. Get lost. I

was like a kitten's scratch. But her own force

swiftly extended his arm

not Ethan,"

furiously, trying to focus on his face.

but you joined

know, just because you said you'd protect me, I worked so hard to pay for your college? Did you know I anonymously

the moonlight spreading a silvery veil

was streaked with tears, sparkling under the gentle glow of the

softly, his patience unusually

want to cry," Claire sobbed defiantly. "I don't need your

away with all her strength, stumbling a bit but managing to stand

trembling finger, she pointed at Sean. "Vincent, I'll never forgive you. You're a