Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 353

The woman in the red dress beamed with smug satisfaction, as if this birthday cake were some crowning glory she'd always deserved. Trying her best to sound gracious, she said, "Then please thank your manager for me."

The server maintained her practiced, sweet smile and replied softly, "No need to thank me-it's our pleasure."

With that, she turned and wheeled the empty cart out of the private room with effortless poise.

As the door clicked shut behind her, every eye in the room turned toward the woman in red, radiating envy.

Once the flurry of compliments had died down, Mac Brown-still nursing the sting from the slap he'd received-let his chubby face contort with rage. Suddenly, he snatched a plate off the table and, scowling, swung it at Claire's head, cursing as he did:

"You arrogant little tramp! You dare hit me? Let's see if you can take what you dish out!"

Claire reacted instantly. She grabbed a fork from the table, ready to defend herself.

But before she could strike back, May pulled her protectively into her arms.

There was a sharp crack as the plate smashed down on May's head, shattering into pieces.

"May!" Claire cried out in alarm.

"I'm fine, Ms. Claire," May said through gritted teeth, fighting back the pain. "Go find Mr. Foster, quickly."

erupted

wealthiest man in Cresthaven-barely half a year in the city and he's already spent billions

grovel at his feet-maybe he'll be generous enough to let you catch a glimpse

class star's not just anybody these days. Trust

And just what kind of person wouldn't I look twice

open again. A man in a crisp white checkered suit

been the golden boy everyone swooned over-and even now, he was still noticeably more handsome than any of the

all he had left

school was five years

bit arrogant, his eyes still

after years in the real world, those same eyes glinted with calculation, and he radiated the smug energy of a man who thought he'd made it. "Asher Chase,

the crowd swarmed around him as if they

too kind, really"—but his face was lit up with pride, chin

what took you so long? We've

grinned. "I was just having a business

was only half true. He had indeed been near Sean Foster a few minutes ago, but calling it a business

Foster would be at the Grandeur Hotel today, so he'd shamelessly

had been about to discuss the Eastborough Project and had promptly sent Asher

he'd reserved-Suite 107-but halfway there, he'd run into a server pushing an empty