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 with

know who he is? He's the wealthiest man in Cresthaven-barely half a year in the city and he's already spent billions to secure the whole Eastborough district. Do you really think

can grovel at his feet-maybe he'll be generous enough to let you catch a glimpse of Mr. Foster from

star's not just anybody these days. Trust me, he wouldn't look twice at someone like

And just what kind of person wouldn't I look

in a crisp white checkered suit strolled in,

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

were all he

school

then, even if he was a bit

real world, those same eyes glinted with calculation, and he radiated

him as if they were courtiers greeting a

his face was lit up with pride, chin practically tilted to

so long? We've been

grinned. "I was just having a business meeting with Mr.

half true. He had indeed been near Sean Foster a few minutes ago, but calling it a business meeting was a stretch-he'd simply been

Grandeur Hotel today, so he'd

to discuss

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