Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 362

Soon, the two men broke apart, both gasping for breath. Their faces were mottled with bruises-blue and purple splotches everywhere—and they looked utterly disheveled.

With a cold snort, Asher dragged his battered body away.

Vincent, sprawled on the ground, summoned every ounce of strength just to haul himself into his wheelchair. With effort, he rolled himself slowly away from the

scene.

But he hadn't made it far before a heavyset woman blocked his path.

The woman was none other than Scarlet.

"I hear you're quite taken with Claire," she said, her lips curling into a sly smile. "Do you want to win her over? I can help you."

Vincent eyed the stranger warily. "Who are you? And why would you help me?”

Scarlet's smile deepened, her tone laced with implication. "My name's Scarlet. I'll help you get Claire because I have my sights set on Sean."

mind: Sean, hounded by this plus-sized woman, running out

somehow push Sean and Scarlet together, Sean would

Claire. Let's see how

the blink

Scarlet and Vincent wracked their brains,

Claire rarely left the Foster estate, keeping strictly to herself and never venturing out. This left them with

All her energy went into working faster

could finally take Mandy and May and leave the country for

a year of relentless effort, Claire's embroidery-into which she had poured her heart and

tell Sean or

gone, they would discover the finished piece on

embroidery was done, it was time to take

where Adah was being held. Adah had been institutionalized for half a year, and before Claire left the city, she wanted to see just how far her mother-so partial and cold in the past—had

saw those who hurt her get their due could she die without regret. Whenever Claire went

drove Claire toward the psychiatric

rode in silence, the noise of the city faded behind the closed windows. Claire gazed out at the swiftly passing streets, her mind racing with thoughts about the

At the hospital.