Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 368

The once pampered, reckless Vanessa had fallen so far-reduced now to this pitiful state.

Claire gazed at her, a storm of emotions swirling inside. But as her eyes hardened, she let out a cold, mocking laugh. "Vanessa, did you ever imagine you'd end up like this?" she asked, her voice icy.

Vanessa froze mid-mouthful, crumbs of stale bread still clinging to her lips. Slowly, she turned her head, meeting Claire's scornful stare with dull, lifeless eyes.

At first, there was only confusion in Vanessa's gaze, as if she truly didn't recognize Claire. But old hatreds die hard; something deep inside Vanessa recoiled at the sight of her, and rage flared up with startling speed.

She didn't care about the mess smeared around her mouth. With a guttural snarl, more animal than human, Vanessa lunged at Claire as though she meant to tear her throat out with her teeth.

She barely made it a step before the iron shackles around her ankles snapped her back, slamming her face-first into the filth-strewn straw.

But even that didn't slow her down. Crazed, she clawed and thrashed at the ground, hissing and baring her teeth-a wild animal in a human body.

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you!" she shrieked.

down at her, cold contempt in her eyes. "Kill me? You?

was a gleam of satisfaction in her tone. "Vanessa, I came all the way out here just to see for

back at the Linwood estate?" Claire continued, her words sharp as knives. "You manipulated everyone-my own home, yet I was treated like an outsider. My parents, my brother, they all adored you

know why I survived all those beatings and humiliations in prison? Because I was

frantically,

My mother's a socialite! My brother's a CEO! They'll come for me—they'll make

“Chairman? Socialite? CEO? Don't make me laugh. One's paralyzed after a stroke, one's blind in one eye and locked away in a psychiatric ward, and your precious brother

I'm a lady—I'm meant for

more to say. She simply watched Vanessa writhe on

scream. Let

long now. Soon enough, Vanessa would

herself, hear those soul-rending

stood there in silence, watching