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Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom

Chapter 513
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Chapter 503 Maybe that was why Adah had cthis time-to make sure May stayed by her side.

After all, there was no one else in the world who understood what May meant to her better than Adah herself.

At long last, Adah had done something that truly made her proud.

She let go of May and smiled. "May, do you know how to make dumpling soup? I'm still hungry after that bowl of noodles." May nodded enthusiastically. "Of course, Miss. Givea moment, I'll make sright away." With a cheerful little skip, May disappeared into the kitchen.

Meanwhile, Claire headed for the front door, but when she stepped outside, she realized Adah was already gone.

She stood there for a moment, bewildered and lost in thought.

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Mrs. Tempest cup behind her and laid a gentle hand on Claire's shoulder.

"Claire, May was sent here by your birth mother. She said May is kind and attentive, and wants her to stay to take care of you. I think you'll like her." Mrs. Tempest paused, hesitating for a moment before continuing, "I know I used to hold sresentment toward your birth mother. But after all these years, she's changed a lot. Claire, if you ever..." Before she could finish, Claire suddenly turned and threw her arms around her. "Mom, I don't want that. To me, you're my only mother. You always have been." Tears pricked Mrs. Tempest's eyes, her heart almost overwhelmed with emotion. She had always feared that Adah would try to take Claire away from her. The thought haunted her-what if Claire chose to leave? Hearing Claire's words now, she felt more comforted than she could possibly express.

She knew it was selfish, but she couldn't help it. Claire was her daughter-her precious girl, always and forever. Letting go was impossible.

Maybe, just maybe, this was fate's way of rewarding her for yearning so deeply for a daughter-by bringing someone as wonderful as Claire into her life.

Mrs. Tempest took a deep breath, savoring the sweet, delicate scent on her daughter's hair.

When Claire was little, she'd smelled of milk and innocence, and Mrs. Tempest had wanted nothing more than to hold her close and never let her go.

Now, the milky scent was gone, replaced by a subtle, floral sweetness that was just as lovely.

Oh, how could her darling girl be so perfect, so clever, so kind? No matter how grown-up Claire became, she would always be her precious child. "Ma'am, Miss, dinner's ready." "Con, honey. You said you were still hungry-let's eat." Mrs. Tempest led Claire to the table. Claire picked up her spoon, but suddenly paused.

"Mom, where are Dad and Henry?" "They're still at the office. The company's new VR headset doesn't have a spokesperson yet, so your father and brother are discussing endorsements today." The launch of the VR headset had taken the world by storm.

Now, every celebrity in the country was fighting for a chance to be the face of Vesperia's newest innovation.

Landing the endorsement would mean instant global fame.

Claire nodded thoughtfully. "Dad and Henry haven't eaten yet, have they?" "No, they've both been so busy lately they barely have tto eat." Claire pressed her lips together, then turned to May. "May, is there any of that dumpling soup left?" "There is." "Then can you pack sup for me? I want to bring dinner to my dad and brother." In her last dife, she'd always worried about Ethan skipping meals making his stomach prob and worse. Whenever she could, she'd bring him food at work.

But Ethan had never appreciated it-and never even let her set foot in his office, embarrassed by how she dressed.

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Now, she had a family that loved her, and she was determined to give them att her care.

If even someone like Ethan got to experience her bringing him there was no reason her favel r shouldn't.

Claire finished her meal in no time, then packed up the food inca om thermoshopped on her scooter, and headed out.

"Be careful, sweetheart!" Mrs. Tempest called after her.

"Don't worry, Mom!" Claire shouted back.

The Tempest Group.

Claire strode into the lobby, carrying her thermos of food.