Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 209

Everyone in the room stared at Sean in disbelief.

They all knew what had happened behind the scenes, though no one had witnessed it firsthand, nor did they have any evidence to accuse Sean of his actions.

Rumors had circulated about Sean's ruthless methods, but seeing him in action today, they realized the whispers didn't even come close to the reality.

Each person mentally noted to steer clear of this formidable figure, knowing full well he was not someone to be trifled with.

Sean lifted his head slightly, his icy gaze sweeping across the banquet hall, touching everyone with a chilling indifference.

Instantly, the crowd averted their eyes, fearing that meeting his cold stare might bring unforeseen calamities upon them.

In that moment, they understood profoundly that Sean, standing at the pinnacle of the Foster family's power, was utterly untouchable.

With an impassive expression, Sean waved his hand lightly, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable authority, "Take them away, send them back to Northcrest City."

Several bodyguards stepped forward immediately, dragging Yvonne and Lucas out of the banquet hall as if they were nothing more than cargo.

Yvonne's limp body left a vivid trail on the floor as she was pulled away.

blank-eyed and unresisting, was taken along too, their

ballroom descended into

on Vanessa and Brian, still

relatively mild punishment in this storm-her fear was

wildly, as though it would burst from her chest, each breath

recalled how Sean had mercilessly shaved her head for merely tangling

more vicious things she'd done to Claire, the potential retribution from Sean was terrifying beyond

more she thought, the more

today, was the same elderly lady who had once helped Claire in Irene's hospital room. This revelation felt like

limbs broken, teeth knocked out-flashed through her mind, each

that she would be spared such

pale as a

he believed himself to be a decisive, formidable player in the business world of Cresthaven, striking whenever

now, comparing himself to Sean, he

madman, but a cunning one-capable of punishing others while leaving no

to his skin, soaked

the floor,

at them as though they

so quiet you could hear the frantic beating