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.

the group

only

how about introducing yourself?" One guy, chewing gum,

the girl in the white dress and shot

jaw, fury flashing in his

Scarlet. Unbelievable.

day later, she'd thrown herself into the arms

forward, planting himself protectively

want to race, let's race. Enough with the

guy across from him seemed even more interested, as if he'd just spotted an

stakes. This time, each of us brings a girl on the bike. If I lose, I'll hand over my girl to you. If

went pale. He was about to refuse when he felt Mandy

arm.

guy,

they were begging for trouble,

shot her a worried look. "These bikes go fast. You might not

"I'll be fine."

that, Mandy was already climbing onto the

giggled and hopped onto the other guy's motorcycle, throwing Mandy a look full of challenge, as if to say, "Get ready to

didn't matter to Mandy. She was just looking for an

sides readied themselves. At the sound of "Go!" the two motorcycles shot forward like arrows

the wind howling past. Mandy wrapped her arms tightly around Normand's waist, feeling the heat radiating from his body

blurred as