Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 390

Inside the small apartment, Sophia and Garnett Brown were chatting idly when a sudden knock at the door made them both freeze. They exchanged uneasy

glances.

Garnett's voice carried a hint of caution as he called out, "Who is it?"

Mandy, standing outside, lowered her voice and put on a convincing act. "Your delivery's here."

At that, the tension melted away. Both Sophia and Garnett let out a sigh of relief.

"Oh, that was quick! I didn't expect our dinner to arrive so soon," Sophia remarked.

"I'll get it," Garnett said as he stood up.

He made his way to the door and pulled it open, only to see a petite

deliverywoman standing in the dimly lit hallway. She wore a mask that obscured most of her face, but it was clear from her build that she was female.

Garnett relaxed completely. "Hand it over, please."

gaze, her eyes glinting with icy malice. "I finally

react, there was a sickening thud-Mandy's

in disbelief, staring at Mandy as the pain

about me?" Mandy hissed, yanking the mask from her face to reveal a

free, then struck again and again, her blade sinking mercilessly

spat, her voice trembling with hatred. "Let's see

the

the middle of the room, her clothes soaked in blood, a dripping knife clutched tightly in her hand. Garnett lay in a

but Mandy moved with terrifying speed. She lunged forward, seized Sophia by the hair, and,

as she brandished the bloodstained blade. "You killed Claire. Tonight, you pay

the floor, her hair a tangled mess over her face. She sobbed and pleaded,

Mandy crouched down, pressing the knife against Sophia's

motion, she slashed-severing the tendons in Sophia's arms and

scream was raw and guttural, echoing off the apartment walls. Her body convulsed in agony, eyes wide

was no

looked down at the unconscious Garnett and the broken, pleading Sophia. There was no satisfaction in her eyes, only a cold,

I'm not going to kill you right

real pain—to understand what it means to be torn apart