Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 162

Sean hesitated at first, unsure if it was really Claire standing there. He didn't want

to rush into anything until he could get closer and confirm it was her.

Noticing Brian's intentions, Sean frowned slightly and pulled Claire into a protective embrace, her face buried against his chest.

"Is there something you need, Mr. Cole?" he asked coolly.

Brian ignored Sean's cold demeanor and stood firmly in front of him, "Nothing much, just wanted to say hi to Mr. Foster."

He then glanced at Claire, raising an eyebrow with curiosity. "And who might this be?"

Claire's heart pounded in her chest, her fingers gripping the edge of her coat so tightly that her nails pressed into her palms.

Sean's voice was steady and confident, "My fiancée."

faster at these words, as if it were about to

his strong, steady heartbeat, intertwining with her

if

them seemed to fall silent, leaving only the sound of

expression froze momentarily,

it go, he scrutinized Claire, feeling a growing familiarity and curiosity. Finally, he

Sean, afraid to speak

in them. "My fiancée isn't feeling well

lifted Claire into his

instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, hiding her face in

fluid and decisive. Brian stepped forward, trying to catch a glimpse of the woman's face, but Claire

Sean gently placed Claire on the back seat, leaning in close. The proximity was so intense they could feel each other's breath,

burn, her eyes wide with panic

softly into her ear,