Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 388

"That's impossible. I don't believe it. Claire can't be dead. Go back in there and save her go! Save her!" Sean shook his head desperately, refusing to accept the brutal truth.

Jeffry, Liam, Victor, and Normand all stood frozen in place, stunned.

Claire...dead?

How could this be?

Why her?

It just wasn't fair.

She'd never hurt anyone in her life-hardworking, bright, honest, and kind. Claire was one of those rare good souls. Yet from the moment she was born, her own father abandoned her. She barely survived fifteen years in an orphanage, only to return home and face cruelty, false accusations, and five years behind bars for a crime she didn't commit.

She finally got out, but life never let up. Again and again, she was targeted, framed, pushed to the very edge-until her life was finally snuffed out.

Weren't good people supposed to be rewarded? So why did someone like Claire have to die such a miserable death?

Why? Why her?

one could accept

nearly hysterical, shoved the doctor and screamed, his voice raw, "She promised to marry me! I haven't even brought her

to bear it. "Sir... Ms. Linwood

tore through Sean's chest. He doubled over-and coughed up a mouthful

Mandy, finally regaining consciousness, staggered into the hallway

gaze locked on the doors to

long moment, she didn't move. Then, slowly,

her and reached out.

him. She brushed past, numb, and walked straight into the operating

the cold steel table, the harsh white lights overhead as bleak and

beneath her. Even her lips were

at Claire's lifeless form, grief flooding

eyes were now sunken and dull, blank with despair. She had no more tears to

of strength had evaporated at

face—so

all," her voice rasped, barely more than

more than to follow you, to die with you...