Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 297

Adah's gaze slowly came into focus on the DNA report. The moment she registered the result, she froze, then burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"Ha! Hahaha—" Her laughter was sharp, almost frenzied.

"Nathan, look at you! How pathetic can you get? Vanessa isn't even your daughter -she's the chauffeur's child. You're not even as good as your own driver, can you believe it? Hahaha-"

Adah doubled over, her laughter echoing off the walls. But as she laughed, fat tears began to spill down her cheeks, streaking her face.

Nathan had hurt Claire so cruelly, all for Vanessa-who wasn't even his own flesh and blood. Yet, was Adah herself any less guilty?

She had always known Vanessa wasn't really her daughter. Still, she'd gone out of her way to protect her, blindly ignoring Claire's pain.

With that realization, Adah suddenly slapped the test report hard against Nathan's face.

Her hands trembling, she crouched down and gathered up the scattered pages from the floor.

Each word on those documents hit her like a sledgehammer, pounding relentlessly against her heart until she could barely breathe.

how it all began-Claire's tragic fate traced back to Sophia's

had schemed to seduce Nathan, costing Adah her own kidney, her biological daughter, and even entangling her son in a criminal case

breakdown. She sobbed and laughed at the

family? Well, how does it feel now, knowing you've been played by the woman you loved

take the fall and end up in prison. You drove The Linwood Group into bankruptcy, funneled every penny into Sophia's account, and made

just the perfect 'husband,' the perfect 'father,' aren't you? What an amazing job

bitter grief. Clutching the remaining papers, Adah tore them to shreds and flung the pieces

through the air, drifting down onto Nathan's useless body like confetti at a funeral-burying what little remained of the man

was a dagger, stabbing Nathan's heart

something of himself in the city. From

man," he had both material comfort and emotional security. He had a wife who adored him, a brilliant son, and the title of CEO at Jones Group. Looking back, those moments of humiliation-mostly just his father-in-law, Abbott Jones, lecturing him in the office-seemed trivial compared to the disgrace Sophia, Garnett Brown, and

to repent, to beg forgiveness, but he couldn't even find the

do was look at

remorse was genuine-deeper than

been so,

half his body paralyzed- he'd have gladly endured a lifetime of Abbott Jones's