Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 505

"Dad, that's totally unfair," Orion protested, exasperated.

Mr. Tempest just snorted and swiped the bowl of soup from Orion's hands.

"Hey! Dad, what are you doing? I haven't even started yet!" Orion complained, his face falling.

Mr. Tempest raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you just start dating someone? I hear she sends you lunch every day. Why don't you eat the food your girlfriend sends, and leave Claire's for me?"

Orion was speechless. "Come on, Dad! This is the first time Claire's brought me lunch. Of course I want to eat it—nothing compares to Claire's food."

He hurriedly snatched his bowl back before his father could try again, then dug in with his spoon, protective as a dragon over gold.

Not to be outdone, Mr. Tempest took a big mouthful. His eyes immediately lit up. "This soup is different from what the house staff usually makes. I have to say-it's delicious."

Orion turned to Claire. "Claire, did you make this?"

Claire shook her head. "No, it was May-she's the new housekeeper."

"Doesn't matter who made it. As long as Claire brought it, it's the best," Mr. Tempest declared.

"Absolutely. Anything from Claire is top-notch," Orion agreed.

Claire as they ate, making her cheeks flush with

sounded at the

frowned. There was nothing he hated more than someone interrupting their cozy

it?" he called

in her mid-twenties

but by circumstance. She recalled her father's words a

this be his

be honest, the woman at the door wasn't unattractive, but

wasn't that

but she'd always imagined her brother would go

woman in disbelief, momentarily forgetting

Claire as well. The moment

skipped a

Who is this woman?

she doing in the CEO's

well with Mr. Tempest and Orion. Did

was another one of

her grit her teeth. Swallowing her displeasure, she forced a smile and addressed Orion. "Mr.Tempest, here's