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.

some composure. She looked at Sean, her voice quivering, "Mr. Foster, rest assured, if

gaze, exhaling softly. His voice was gentle, "I told you, don't

Claire's eyes. No one had ever

it was just comforting words, they filled

reached for the tissues in the glove compartment and handed them to

stopped abruptly as she thought of her grandmother's kind, gentle face. Her grandmother always showered her with care and treated her like a beloved granddaughter. If she noticed Claire's red, swollen eyes, she'd

tissues from Sean and wiped her eyes dry. She took deep

smile was tinged with strain and fatigue, there

unease.

Sean realized she was still preoccupied with thoughts of Brian, injured

assurance of Brian's safety, she'd be restless all

he called Liam and asked him to check

in the car

back. Sean put the call on speaker. "Boss, Brian only has a mild concussion and is not in any

turned to Claire, "Feel

softening her expression. "Thank you,

at Sean's lips,

nodded, a bit

they entered