Login via

Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom novel Chapter 404

Read Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom Chapter 404 TODAY

The novel Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom has been updated Chapter 404 with many unexpected details, removing many love knots for the male and female lead. In addition, the author Moonlight is very talented in making the situation extremely different. Let's follow the Chapter 404 of the Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom HERE.
Keywords are searched:
Novel Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom Chapter 404
Novel Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom by Moonlight

After Jeffry finished explaining everything in detail, the old matriarch felt as if her heart had been torn apart, stabbed by a thousand needles.

With trembling steps, she moved closer to the little girl, slowly kneeling down and gazing at the child who so closely resembled Claire. Tears broke free, streaming uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Opening her arms, her voice quivered as she called out, “Come here, darling. Come to your great-grandma.”

The girl glanced anxiously at Sean, only moving forward when he nodded reassuringly.

The old woman pulled her into a tight embrace, as though holding the most precious treasure in the world—pouring all her love and pain into that hug.

She murmured, “Oh, what a tragedy. How much has Claire suffered through all these years? And how much pain has our sweet child endured?”

The little girl blinked her wide, glistening eyes. Seeing the old woman cry, she reached up to gently wipe away her tears, her voice soft and obedient. “Don’t cry, great-grandma. I’ll be good, I promise. I can do the laundry, cook, and clean the house. I won’t ever give you trouble.”

Hearing this, the old woman began to sob even harder, her tears flowing in torrents. Between sobs, she kept repeating, “Good girl, good girl. You’re the best, the bravest little one.”

After a moment, she composed herself and asked, “Sweetheart, what’s your name?”

The little girl beamed, answering in a bright, clear voice, “My name’s Tramp.”

The moment she spoke, everyone’s faces grew dark.

A flash of anger crossed the old woman’s eyes. She clenched her jaw and her hands curled into fists. But when she looked at the child’s innocent, trusting face, she forced the anger down and spoke as gently as she could. “Darling, that’s not a good name. Why don’t we choose a new one together? Let great-grandma pick one for you, would you like that?”

“Yes, yes!” The girl clapped her hands, bouncing with excitement.

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom