Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 182

The car cruised smoothly down the road, with Claire gazing out at the rapidly passing scenery, her heart brimming with anticipation.

The sleek black Rolls-Royce approached like a graceful panther, finally coming to a stop at the entrance of the hotel.

The car's body reflected the surrounding light, exuding an understated elegance. Even before the doors opened, curious eyes had already gathered around.

The driver was the first to step out, moving with assured steps to the back of the car, deftly opening the rear door.

Andie emerged first, twisting his slender waist and stepping out with a captivating stride.

He deliberately put on a cool demeanor, though his eyes betrayed his excitement.

Andie's arrival had already caught the attention of many, but he was just the opening act.

Next, Liam came around from the other side, extending his arm with an elegant and gentlemanly gesture.

A slender, delicate, and exceptionally beautiful hand slowly emerged from the car, gently resting on Liam's arm.

Seeing this hand, the onlookers instinctively held their breath, eagerly awaiting to see the face of the person who possessed such an exquisite hand.

eyes, Claire gracefully stepped out of the

poured down on her, outlining a halo

few loose strands dancing around her fair

breeze, adding a touch of

her figure, the sheer fabric subtly revealing her graceful silhouette. The hem of her dress

eyebrows were like distant hills, her eyes clear and bright, and below her high nose

its finely chiseled features,

in awe, eyes wide and mouths slightly agape, faces written with

hushed silence, as all eyes were irresistibly

as if time had stood still in

train, wary of even the slightest crease

toward the hotel, every gaze following

unprepared to see Claire in such a

stared daggers at Claire, wishing he could tear

all times to show up at

she wouldn't stay

had forced her to marry Heir Foster, she had agreed, but with such reluctance, as if she

it seemed she was utterly