Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 307

Maybe it was the argument the night before, or maybe it was finally letting go of the resentment she'd carried for years-whatever the reason, Claire slept better that night than she had in nearly eight years. She drifted off easily, not even a dream disturbing her rest.

Dawn was just barely breaking when Claire woke, feeling lighter than she had in ages.

After a quick wash, she made her way downstairs, her steps brisk and almost buoyant.

The moment she entered the kitchen, Claire spotted May bustling about, an apron tied around her waist.

Hearing footsteps, May turned and, catching sight of Claire, looked genuinely surprised. "Goodness, Claire, you're up so early! Are you hungry? Let me whip something up for you."

Claire shook her head. "I'm not hungry, May. I just wanted to make breakfast myself for Mr. Foster and Grandma. I feel like it's the least I can do while I'm staying here."

May laughed, waving her off. "Oh, there's no need for that! I'll have breakfast ready in no time. Go on, the kitchen is all smoke and grease."

grinning playfully. "Please, May? Mr. Foster and Grandma have both been so kind to me. Making them breakfast is the only

how to make that simple noodle breakfast? Yours is always the best I'd love to learn from

at her request. "All right, all right. I'll show you. I'm sure Mr. Foster will be warmed right through when

cheeks flushed. "I knew you'd say yes.

pride glowing, the two of them set to work

homemade noodles were ready-each one perfectly arranged in a white porcelain bowl, topped with a golden fried egg, sprinkled with fresh

and Grace wandered into the dining

Foster, you have to try

Grace exchanged fond glances

smile stretching ear to ear. "I

bet they taste even better. With skills

noodles, and honestly, I think she did even better

wonder I took such a shine