Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 277

Chapter 271

The crystal chandelier cast a sharp halo of light across Sean's brow, throwing deep shadows over his features. His gaze was icy, cold as a winter lake, and when it landed on Jarrod, it was as if he were staring not at a living soul, but a corpse.

Meeting that chilling stare, Jarrod felt a wave of cold shoot up from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head. His entire body went numb, and beads of sweat broke out across his forehead.

Fighting through the pain and discomfort wracking his body, Jarrod stammered, "M-Mr. Foster..."

But before he could finish, Sean's gaze slid away, shutting Jarrod down without a word.

Sean turned his attention to Claire, his long strides bringing him to her side in an instant. Without hesitation, he reached for her hand.

Claire's pale skin was marred by an angry red burn, a blister already forming where the scalding soup had splashed her.

Sean's brow tightened in concern as he led her gently to the couch.

Just then, Aberdeen, Grace, and May emerged from inside the house.

elderly lady's eyes went wide the moment she saw the burn on Claire's arm, her face crumpling with worry. "What

tears. Ever since Claire had called her "Mom" for the first time, Grace had treated her as if she were her own daughter, caring for her with the utmost tenderness. Even a

ached. She hurried off to

and exclaimed, "Mandy! What are you doing

room and the disheveled state of Jarrod and Karin. "What on

everything

she shot a fierce glare at Jarrod

when he slammed it onto the hardwood floor, the crack echoed through the silent living

hand on his

tending to her burn,

he asked softly, concern etched in every line of

giving a

eyes glimmered with sympathy, and his movements became even more

have heard a pin drop. Aberdeen,

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