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

complete indifference only made

about introducing yourself?" One

the white dress

his jaw, fury flashing in his

Scarlet. Unbelievable.

a day later, she'd thrown herself into

forward, planting himself protectively in front of

let's race. Enough with the trash

guy across from him seemed even more interested, as

race,” he said, grinning wickedly, eyes flicking suggestively to Mandy. "But let's raise the stakes. This time, each of us brings a girl on the bike. If I lose,

face went pale. He was about to refuse

arm.

looked at the guy, her

for trouble, who was she to

"These bikes go fast. You might not be used to

"I'll be fine."

Mandy was already climbing

motorcycle, throwing Mandy a look full of

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

"Go!" the two motorcycles shot forward like arrows released

open road, engines roaring, the wind howling past. Mandy wrapped her arms tightly around Normand's waist, feeling the heat radiating from his body and the powerful vibrations

as