Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 478

After all, their sympathy for the weak didn't come from a bad place.

Of course, they meant no harm. But as grown adults, they started pointing fingers without knowing the full story, letting themselves be swayed by Adah's words without a shred of critical thinking. People this gullible and shortsighted had no business partnering with the Tempest family.

Teaming up with people like that would only drag the Tempests down.

Mr. Tempest's face was unreadable, his expression calm and distant. But when he finally spoke, his words landed like a thunderclap.

"If you felt sorry for that woman just now, you're free to leave."

The room froze. Several people jerked their heads up, staring at Mr. Tempest in disbelief.

Was he really kicking them out just because of a few misguided comments? It was a public humiliation—a clear message that he didn't want to work with them anymore.

Some tried to protest, but one cold, merciless glance from Mr. Tempest was enough to silence them.

After those people slunk away, more than half the guests disappeared from the grand hall. Without those fools around, the atmosphere instantly calmed, and the party continued.

There had been a brief disruption with Adah and Nathan, but after that, everything went off without a hitch.

for Adah

the two of them started banging on the doors of Tempest Manor, refusing to give

no one paid them

the hatred in her

glare, shrank back a couple of steps in

"Babe, let me explain-"

daughter to an orphanage with your

into our house and have me raise her like a fool. That's what you wanted

your fault-everything, it's all

at him like a wild animal. Her sharp nails dug into his scalp, drawing blood that streamed down his face-a truly pitiful

witch,

That's right, I am crazy. I lost my mind a long

life—ever since she'd been dumped in that orphanage Adah had gone

in her rage, she was surprisingly strong. Nathan, despite being a grown man,

filled with memories of all the injustices Claire

yet she'd refused to give Claire a single cent, while Vanessa's allowance soared

was vicious-she'd pushed Irene down the stairs, leaving her in a coma. And