Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 322

She had barely stepped out of the car when two men jogged over to greet her.

"Mandy."

"Mandy's here."

Mandy recognized them-they were friends of Normand's. She remembered how, back then, they'd dragged her into a restroom, trying to teach her a lesson, only for her to pull a knife on them. Later, she'd smashed a bottle over their heads at a bar. She couldn't recall their names, but their faces were burned into her memory.

She gave a noncommittal "Yeah," her face completely expressionless from start to finish.

Her icy demeanor immediately caught the attention of another group nearby.

They sized her up and down, noting her simple white shirt, jeans, and clean white sneakers—she looked every bit the wholesome college girl who hadn't yet left campus life behind.

One of the guys couldn't help but make a crack. "Whoa! Is this Mr. Lewis's new girlfriend? She still in school or what?"

Another chimed in, egging him on. "Hey sweetheart, don't let Normand's straight- laced look fool you-he's not exactly a saint."

The men burst out laughing.

A girl in a white dress stared at Mandy, unblinking.

Mandy caught the hostility in the girl's eyes.

Not that she cared.

ignored the group

only made them

gorgeous, how about introducing yourself?" One guy,

the girl in the white dress and shot Normand a

fury flashing in his

Scarlet. Unbelievable.

him, and now, not even a day later, she'd thrown herself into the arms

himself protectively

to race, let's race. Enough with

even more interested, as if he'd just

said, grinning wickedly, eyes flicking suggestively to Mandy. "But let's raise the stakes. This time, each of us brings a

went pale. He was about to refuse when he felt

arm.

guy,

for trouble, who was she to

Normand shot her a worried look. "These bikes

"I'll be fine."

Mandy was already climbing onto the

other guy's motorcycle, throwing Mandy a look full of challenge, as if

Mandy. She was just

the sound of "Go!" the two motorcycles shot forward like arrows released from

past. Mandy wrapped her arms tightly around Normand's waist, feeling

blurred as