Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 395

Pain twisted the woman's face into a mask of agony.

"You... you'd kill me?" she stammered, her voice raw and ragged, laced with unbearable suffering.

Mandy blinked her wide, innocent eyes, looking for all the world like a harmless little bunny-utterly incapable of violence.

"Oh, absolutely," she replied, her tone light and almost playful. "You know, I've already killed six people. One more won't make a difference. Especially since you went after the child of someone I care about most."

"Too bad for you—you just happened to get caught hitting my little girl. So now, you've got to pay the price." Mandy's voice was airy, as if murder was no more significant than tossing out yesterday's trash.

But to the woman, every word was a devil's whisper, chilling her to the bone.

Bent double by pain, the woman clutched her stomach as blood seeped between her trembling fingers.

Through desperate, quivering gasps, she pleaded, “Please..... please let me go. My son-he's only a year old. He needs his mother, please..."

But Mandy's knife didn't stop; she twisted it deeper, almost methodically.

She howled-an animal caught in a

still a baby?

care if your kid loses his mom? All I know is this: you hurt someone I love. There's only one way to make

sorry, I swear! I'll never lay a hand on Tramp again! I'll treat her like my

dare call

word-Tramp-struck Mandy's last

powder keg ignited, Mandy yanked the blade free, raised

tumbled to the ground like a felled tree, writhing and gasping for air. Her hands clawed at the

scene.

out in thick streams. Her eyes bulged with terror desperate for life, but in the end, she

the sunlight, the blade glistening with fresh

it absently

turning her gaze to the little girl cowering on the floor-her

Penet

now, facing Claire's daughter, her entire demeanor softened; all fury vanished, leaving only

right, sweetheart. You're safe now. No one will

locked on Mandy's bloodied figure, her