Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 206

The man gritted his teeth, his face contorted with agony and desperation. His eyes were bloodshot, like a cornered beast with no escape.

"Three... Two... One..."

With the final number uttered, he steeled himself and brought the knife down, severing his wife's thumb with a swift, brutal motion.

A scream, chilling and primal, tore from the woman's throat, echoing through the

room.

Her body convulsed violently before she collapsed, fainting from the intense pain.

However, the bodyguards showed no mercy. They swiftly grabbed a bucket of ice water and, without hesitation, splashed it over her face.

The shock of the cold water jolted her back to consciousness. She stared at the bloody stump where her thumb used to be, and another heart-wrenching cry erupted from her.

The bloodied knife clattered to the floor from the man's trembling hand. He fell to his knees, trembling uncontrollably, tears streaming down his face.

The onlookers turned pale, horrified by the gruesome scene. Some women covered their mouths, stifling their gasps, while some men averted their eyes, unable to bear the sight.

Friends of the couple stepped back, frightened of being caught up in this terrifying ordeal.

three couples were paralyzed with

kneeling man coldly,

recoiled, their faces ashen, legs shaking so badly they could barely

began to plead

prompting them

Linwood, we're sorry. Please, have mercy on

you ask. Just

"Please."

at their terrified

enabling her to stand

the beatings and humiliation she endured

these socialites again, she'd face further

expected to forgive those who

the bloodstained knife, watching the blood trickle down

enigmatic smile playing on her

Claire in terror. She seemed so delicate, as if a breeze could knock her over, yet her eyes held

was clear: she would not

his hesitation, Claire's smile faded, her voice like ice. "I don't want to waste any

in her tone made the man

hands, he took the knife and, steeling himself, did the same as the