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Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 193
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Chapter 188 She quickly clamped her mouth shut and refrained from asking any more questions.

The chauffeur smoothly brought the luxury car to a halt in front of the hotel.

Mrs. Foster and Vanessa exited the vehicle with elegance.

They expected to be met with admiring gazes, but reality dealt them a harsh blow. The people around simply cast a cursory glance in their direction before continuing with their own affairs, no one paying them any special attention.

The smile on Vanessa's face froze momentarily, but she quickly regained her composure, pretending as if nothing had happened.

Mrs. Foster, however, was not as adept at concealing her displeasure.

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In Northcrest City, she was accustomed to being the center of attention wherever she went, basking in endless admiration thanks to her esteemed status and striking beauty.

But here, in Cresthaven, that special treatment seemed to have vanished into thin air.

She was unaware that Claire had previously made such a stunning entrance, causing quite a stir, and in comparison, she and Vanessa appeared too ordinary, hence the lack of interest.

Mrs. Foster worked to calm her emotions, reassuring herself that this was only temporary. Once they entered the banquet hall, she was certain that the locals would flock to her like eager puppies once they realized who she was.

Vanessa linked arms with Mrs. Foster as they made their way to the hotel entrance, though they halted abruptly at the door.

A tall man in a black suit was being blocked by security. The head of security looked apologetic as he said, "Mr. Cole, please understand, Foster & Co. has a strict policy: only those with an invitation can enter. Without one, I'm afraid I can't let you in." Previously, the security chief had been warned for allowing members of The Linwood Group to enter without invitations. Letting the CEO of Cole Corporation in without one would end his career in Cresthaven.

Brian's expression darkened, and he spoke in a cold tone, "Tell me, what will it take to getinside?" The security chief gave a rueful smile, "Mr. Cole, please, don't putin this position. I'm just following the rules." Brian took a deep breath.

He had encountered people like this before. Despite the words, it was clear they were simply angling for a bribe. Pulling out a check from his pocket, he scribbled a few lines before tossing it to the security chief, "A hundred thousand dollars, is that enough?" With that, he attempted to proceed inside.

Once more, the security guard stopped him.

The banquet was about to commence, and Brian's patience was wearing thin. He gritted his teeth, speaking deliberately, "Don't push your luck." In his experience, money could solve almost any problem, but this security guard was proving to be exceptionally stubborn.

The security chief's temper flared as well.

This man was a CEO, yet he seemed incapable of understanding plain English.

He'd made it clear that an invitation was necessary for entry, but this man thought money made him invincible? While the offer was tempting, survival was paramount.

He'd witnessed first-hand the ruthless nature of Foster & Co. If he took that hundred thousand, he had no doubt his career-and perhaps more would be over.

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With a steely expression, the security chief stood firm, "I'm sorry, bu m without an invitation, you can't go in." Brian had never been treated with such disrespect, and his face darkened with frustration.

He had to get in today.

Cole Corporation's stocks were plummeting, and many partners had severed ties with the company. He needed to use Aberdeen's birthday celebration to forge new partnerships. Securing a deal with Mr. Foster for the Eastborough Project would be ideal.

This event was crucial for him, and he couldn't afford any mistakes.

But no matter how much he tried to tempt the guard with money, the response was a firm no, leaving him in a rather embarrassing situation.

As the standoff continued, a gentle female voice suddenly cfrom behind, "Brian?"

Startled, Brian turned around to see Vanessa standing with anextraordinarily beautiful woman. "Vanessa? What are you doing here?"