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Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 214
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Chapter 209 Everyone in the room stared at Sean in disbelief.

They all knew what had happened behind the scenes, though no one had witnessed it firsthand, nor did they have any evidence to accuse Sean of his actions.

Rumors had circulated about Sean's ruthless methods, but seeing him in action today, they realized the whispers didn't even cclose to the reality.

Each person mentally noted to steer clear of this formidable figure, knowing full well he was not someone to be trifled with.

Sean lifted his head slightly, his icy gaze sweeping across the banquet hall, touching everyone with a chilling indifference.

Instantly, the crowd averted their eyes, fearing that meeting his cold stare might bring unforeseen calamities upon them.

In that moment, they understood profoundly that Sean, standing at the pinnacle of the Foster family's power, was utterly untouchable.

With an impassive expression, Sean waved his hand lightly, his voice calm but carrying an undeniable authority, "Take them away, send them back to Northcrest City." Several bodyguards stepped forward immediately, dragging Yvonne and Lucas out of the banquet hall as if they were nothing more than cargo.

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Yvonne's limp body left a vivid trail on the floor as she was pulled away.

Lucas, blank-eyed and unresisting, was taken along too, their figures gradually disappearing from view.

The ballroom descended into a deathly silence.

Everyone's gaze, as if drawn by invisible strings, focused on Vanessa and Brian, still held down by the guards, kneeling on the floor.

Although Vanessa had only had her hair shaved off a relatively mild punishment in this storm-her fear was overwhelming, threatening to drown her completely.

Her heart pounded wildly, as though it would burst from her chest, each breath filled with trembling.

She recalled how Sean had mercilessly shaved her head for merely tangling Claire's hair.

Thinking of the more vicious things she'd done to Claire, the potential retribution from Sean was terrifying beyond imagination.

The more she thought, the more she trembled, her teeth chattering uncontrollably.

What terrified her the most was realizing that Aberdeen, the guest of honor today, was the selderly lady who had once helped Claire in Irene's hospital room. This revelation felt like a dagger, plunging her into a deep abyss of despair. Vanessa didn't dare to look up at Sean's expression, afraid to see her own doom reflected in his cold eyes.

Images of brutal punishments-fingers severed, clothes stripped, limbs broken, teeth knocked out-flashed through her mind, each making her shudder.

She prayed desperately that she would be spared such fates.

Brian, too, was pale as a sheet.

Ever since his father handed him the company, he believed himself to be a decisive, formidable player in the business world of Cresthaven, striking whenever he sensed weakness.

Yet now, comparing himself to Sean, he realized his own tactics were child's play.

Sean was a madman, but a cunning one-capable of punishing others while leaving no trace of his involvement.

His shirt clung to his skin, soaked with sweat, outlining his disheveled figure.

Sean paced slowly, his shoes clicking sharply against the floor, each step resonating like a hammer on everyone's hearts.

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He stopped before Vanessa and Brian, looking down at them as though they were insignificant ants under his gaze.

The hall was so quiet you could hear the frantic beating of everyone's hearts, each person holding their breath, awaiting Sean's verdict.

With a cold smile, Sean took out his phone, dialing with posed elegance. N His voice was low but clear.

"Hello, police? I'd like to report a robbery. Vanessa, the heiress of The Linwood Group, has stolen my two-million-dollar embroidery." The room erupted in murmurs.

Robbery was a serious crime.

By law, it carried a sentence of three to ten years in prison.

Given the immense value of the embroidery, the sentence wouldn the sentenc undoubtedly be severe. Eyes turned toward Vanessa, filled with shock and pity.

Vanessa's face went ashen, her body frozen as if struck by lightning.