Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 164

When life offers a glimmer of hope, who would willingly embrace death?

"Mr. Foster, will... will I go to prison? I can't bear the thought of going back there..." The trauma from those five years loomed over her like a dark shadow.

She'd rather die than face that nightmare again.

Sean gently reassured her, "Don't worry, I've got everything under control. Just get in the car."

Claire nodded, her body trembling as she settled into the vehicle.

Sean dialed 911 and stood quietly by Brian's side until the ambulance arrived.

Once Brian was taken away, Sean drove Claire away from the scene.

The car rolled slowly into the garage of Foster Manor.

Claire was still visibly shaken, unable to calm her nerves.

Sean noticed her distress but didn't rush her; he simply remained in the driver's seat, offering silent companionship.

Claire managed to regain some composure. She looked at Sean, her voice quivering, "Mr. Foster, rest assured,

to meet her anxious gaze, exhaling softly. His voice was gentle, "I told

Claire's eyes. No one had ever spoken to her with such

comforting words, they filled her with warmth and

consoling others, awkwardly reached for the tissues in the glove compartment and

of her grandmother's kind, gentle face. Her grandmother always showered her with

Sean and wiped her eyes dry. She took deep breaths, desperately trying to hold back her tears, and

smile was tinged with strain and fatigue,

unease.

like this, Sean realized she was still preoccupied with

assurance of Brian's safety, she'd be

he called Liam and asked him to

the

on speaker. "Boss, Brian only has a mild concussion and is not

hanging up, Sean turned to Claire, "Feel

softening her expression.

at Sean's lips, "Ready to get out of the

a

they entered