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

screamed, his voice raw, "She promised to marry me!

eyes, unable to bear it. "Sir... Ms. Linwood

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

just then that Mandy, finally regaining consciousness,

her tracks, her gaze locked on

didn't move. Then, slowly, she forced herself

spotted her and

past, numb, and walked straight into

table, the harsh

blood, her skin even paler than the sheets beneath her. Even her lips were marked by the dark traces of blood she'd coughed up just moments

lifeless form, grief flooding her

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

of strength had evaporated at the sight

Claire's face—so soft, so full of love and

her voice rasped, barely more than a

hurts so much. I want nothing more than to follow you,