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."

Scarlet up and down, and a vivid image popped into his mind: Sean, hounded by this plus-sized woman, running out of ways to escape her. The thought filled Vincent with

he could somehow push Sean and Scarlet together, Sean would

right for trying to steal Claire.

and in the blink

Vincent wracked their

rarely left the Foster estate, keeping strictly to herself and never venturing out. This left them with no opportunity

her energy went into working

was finished, she could finally take Mandy

Claire's embroidery-into which she had poured her

she didn't tell Sean

they would discover the finished piece

embroidery was done, it was time to take

list was a visit to the psychiatric hospital where Adah was being held. Adah had been institutionalized for half a year, and before Claire left

hurt her get their due could she die without regret. Whenever Claire

started the car and drove

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

At the hospital.