Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 286

They all began to speak, each person adding their own accusations, laying out Nathan's crimes one by one.

Nathan stood frozen, as if struck by lightning, the color draining from his face until he looked utterly ashen. His gaze darted frantically across the room, searching the faces around him, feeling as though his world was collapsing. He'd always known that sparing Irene's life would come back to haunt him. If only he'd ended things when she was still unconscious, none of this would be happening. But who could have predicted she'd ever wake up from that coma?

Nervous tension made the muscles in Nathan's face twitch uncontrollably. Struggling to maintain his composure, he forced out, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

Irene let out a cold, mirthless laugh. "Really? Isn't this exactly what you and Vanessa plotted upstairs five years ago?"

She didn't stop there. "You planned to drive your own wife insane, play the loving husband in public, and once you had control of Linwood Enterprises, you'd dispose of your wife and marry your mistress Vanessa. And as for Ethan? You wanted him to work his entire life for your mistress and her children, making sure he got nothing once you signed your will."

"That's not true! You're all conspiring to frame me. I never did any of that!" Nathan's voice shook with desperation.

you?" Irene's eyes widened; her gaunt face made her eyes look even more sunken and terrifying. "I overheard your conversation with Vanessa. That's why you pushed me

plans, so you

"Mrs. Linwood, you're the perfect wife to Nathan and a devoted mother to Vanessa. Claire could've proven her innocence, but you deleted the security footage that

been devastated to learn about Nathan's betrayal, the death of her father, his affair, and being forced to raise his mistress's child. But nothing could prepare her for the brutality

giant invisible hand was tearing at her heart. The pain radiated through her chest,

able to stay upright. With her last ounce of strength, she looked at Claire, remorse shining in her remaining eye. Her trembling hand reached out, as if to touch Claire's face-to beg for

closed in, and she crumpled to the ground. Just before losing consciousness, she glimpsed Claire sitting motionless on the couch, her expression cold and indifferent.

Adah, who had destroyed Claire's

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