Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 315

Sean didn't manage to fall asleep until nearly four in the morning.

Barely three hours later, his phone erupted with a shrill ring, yanking him from a restless slumber.

He fumbled for his phone, his voice rough with exhaustion. "Hello?"

Liam's voice came through the line. "Mr. Foster, there's a crucial meeting in Eastborough today that needs your personal attention. I'll swing by to pick you up soon."

"Alright," Sean replied, exhaling deeply.

Liam seemed to catch the fatigue in Sean's tone-he sounded drained, nothing like his usual self.

"Sir, are you alright?"

"I'm fine," Sean said curtly, and ended the call.

He forced himself to sit up, only for a wave of dizziness to wash over him-low blood sugar. His lips twisted in discomfort as he cursed under his breath, making a silent vow: Never again with the takeout. Never.

After a quick shower and getting dressed in a sharp black suit, Sean opened his bedroom door.

The moment he did, the familiar pungent smell of cilantro hit him full in the face.

Sean's heart sank.

smile lighting up her face. "Good morning, Mr. Foster. You're up just in time-I made some noodles for breakfast. Come and

the steaming bowl on

the impression he hadn't had enough. Today's

need to rush out like yesterday—just take your time. And if it's not enough, there's more

lips twitch again

but seeing the hopeful look in her eyes, the words died

he told himself. Worst case, he could always

walked towards the table, his

sat down,

up-Liam must have arrived

excuse, grab the bowl on his way out, and

to Liam in the car. That way, Claire's thoughtful

"I'll get

his lips and quickly interjected, "No, no, Mr. Foster. Sit down and eat. I'll

hurried over and opened the

touching his fork, eyes fixed on

he saw

wasn't Liam. It was

the door open, Mandy bounded

and burying her face in her shoulder, exclaiming, “Claire, I missed you so much!" She even