Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 203

Vanessa's face was a mask of terror as she struggled frantically, her arms flailing wildly.

"My father is the chairman of The Linwood Group! You can't do this to me!" Her voice was sharp and desperate, echoing through the banquet hall.

The bodyguards remained unmoved, their grip like iron as they forced her down to her knees at Claire's feet.

Vanessa snapped her head up, locking eyes with Claire, whose serene and distant gaze seemed to look right through her.

In that instant, she felt like a lowly ant being crushed underfoot. Memories of her past arrogance and the way she had once bullied Claire mercilessly flashed through her mind.

Back then, she'd always carried herself with an air of superiority, treating Claire as if she were beneath her, trampling on her dignity without a second thought.

But now, the tables had turned, their roles completely reversed.

Vanessa fought to suppress the overwhelming humiliation crashing over her and tried to appear fragile and pitiable. Her eyes quickly brimmed with tears, which began to spill over, her voice trembling, "Claire, why are you letting Mr. Foster do this to me?"

pale cheeks, like an exquisite flower battered by a

there, her eyes cold and amused, unmoved by Vanessa's

tearful gaze to Sean, hoping her act of vulnerability

as unyielding as stone. Her tearful display was nothing more than a ridiculous spectacle to him, failing to stir even

said,

clippers buzzed to life, Vanessa felt a chilling sensation on her scalp, an icy

uncontrollably, and a cry of despair tore from her throat, "No!

long, shiny hair fell in tufts

thrashed violently, her limbs flailing

blood trickling down her face, leaving a stark red trail

reverberating through every corner of the banquet hall,

onlookers, witnessing this brutal scene,

now pale and trembling, as if seeing a vision of