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."

down, and a vivid image popped into his mind: Sean, hounded by this plus-sized woman, running

Sean and Scarlet together, Sean would become

to steal Claire. Let's see how he likes

in the blink of an eye,

and Vincent wracked their brains, scheming and plotting

Foster estate, keeping strictly to herself and never venturing out. This left them with no opportunity to enact any of their

health was steadily declining. All her energy went into working

knew that once her masterpiece was finished, she could finally take Mandy and May and leave the

Claire's embroidery-into which she had

Sean

gone, they would

it was time to take care of

was being held. Adah had been institutionalized for half a year, and before Claire left the city, she wanted to see just how

die without regret. Whenever Claire went out, her bodyguard Jeffry was always

car and drove

silence, the noise of the city faded behind the closed windows. Claire gazed out at the swiftly passing streets, her mind

At the hospital.