Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 151

Sean walked into the hospital room and went straight to Claire, gently taking the red roses from her arms and placing them on the table beside her.

"You must be hungry. My grandmother made this herself, give it a try," he said, setting the thermos on the table.

Victor, who was thoroughly ignored, felt a wave of irritation wash over him.

Who is this guy, anyway?

So full of himself!

Victor eyed Sean from head to toe, inwardly impressed by the man's commanding presence.

Yet, his own pride as the son of a wealthy family wouldn't allow him to be outdone. He straightened his back and tried to project his own aura of confidence.

Sean didn't pay him any mind and began unpacking the lunch from the thermos, laying everything out neatly before taking a seat by the window.

Victor there, she felt too anxious to eat. Her face was pale, and her eyes reflected her unease as she asked, "Victor, what brings you

him some gratitude. Instead, she looked at him as if she had seen a ghost. From her tone, it seemed she had no desire to see him

slighted and frustrated, Victor retorted, "Can't I drop by just to see how

her eyes. If there was nothing going on, she wouldn't even catch Mr. Lewis's attention. Every encounter with

she hope for him to visit her under

with the Linwood family meant that if he found

Linwoods were relentless, willing to sacrifice her for a strategic marriage with the heir of Northcrest City just to

learning last night that her embroidery had

from the Linwoods. If they

enough time, she could earn a living through her Silk Stitch Embroidery. Once May and Mandy were safe, she would have

with the Linwoods, even if it meant a total

thought, Claire picked up a spoon and stirred the nourishing soup in front

used to being the one people flattered, not

he pulled out

light it, a low, authoritative voice interrupted him, "No smoking." Sean's gaze carried an undeniable authority. Victor felt a pang of guilt