Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 197

His face remained emotionless, but his eyes betrayed a storm of conflicting feelings.

Watching the brutal scene unfold before him as Claire endured the assault, he felt as if needles were piercing his heart, causing an excruciating pain. Yet, he made no move to intervene.

Claire was too stubborn. Her unyielding nature was something he despised. Only by breaking her spirit and stripping away her pride could she learn to be more compliant.

He didn't ask for much-just for her to be ordinary, to be obedient, nothing more.

He was waiting, waiting for Claire to plead with him. The moment she did, he would not hesitate to shield her under his protection.

His eyes fixed intently on Claire, his emotions blatantly clear.

Beg me!

Beg me, and I will help you!

Amidst the agony and humiliation, Claire slowly lifted her head, locking eyes with Brian. She not only understood the unspoken message in his gaze but also saw the cold indifference, anticipation, and a hint of restrained cruelty.

In that instant, her heart grew cold, and her disgust for him reached a new height. Beg him?

it meant death, she

on Claire's lips, her swollen cheeks making the expression even more striking. Her gaze at Brian was contemptuous, as though she was looking at a ridiculous

jolt of pain through him. He opened his mouth, wanting to

a scenario, any words would be meaningless. His eyes flickered with a hint of panic and

icy, piercing gaze was like a bucket of

his face returning to its indifferent demeanor, though his tightly clenched

was being

wretched girl, who do you think you are to laugh at me? Someone as lowly as you, parading around in clothes as if you're something

her hands frantically

two socialites holding Claire's arms joined in, their claws-like hands leaving

loud rip, Claire's dress was torn

and the other women's frenzied tugging, leaving her barely covered, her fair back and delicate

clung to her

bloodshot, resembling a beast that had lost

as they continued to tear at Claire's clothes, each pull a release of the deep-seated

today you'll

were relentless, raining blows upon Claire,

"Hit her, hit her!"

pounded down on Claire's body