Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom novel Chapter 160

Claire had never experienced such thoughtful care in her twenty-three years of life. The sudden affection, as if she were a cherished treasure, left her both flustered and touched, her nose tingling with the urge to cry.

Suppressing her emotions, she said, "Grandma, Mr. Foster hasn't arrived yet. Let's wait for him."

Aberdeen waved her hand dismissively. "We don't need to wait for that rascal. If Claire is hungry, we should eat first."

Sean overheard and chuckled helplessly. "Looks like I'm no longer Grandma's favorite."

Aberdeen shot him a playful look. "Oh, you actually showed up. I thought you weren't hungry anymore."

Sean had just wanted to rid himself of the lingering smell of smoke, knowing that Claire, with her delicate constitution, couldn't stand it.

"Alright, my mistake," Sean conceded without argument. Just as he was about to sit opposite Claire, Aberdeen firmly pulled him to sit beside her.

The two exchanged a glance, speechless.

"Let's eat," the elderly woman urged, worried that Claire might feel awkward, and began filling Claire's plate with food.

Grace and May joined in, continuously adding to Claire's plate until it resembled a small mountain.

Seeing Claire's embarrassment, Sean stepped in to help, "Grandma, if you give her any more, she won't have to eat for the rest of the night."

He redistributed half of the food from Claire's plate to his own. Claire looked at him in surprise.

Sean's lips curved into a gentle smile. "Eat more; you're too thin."

With that, she led Grace and May into the kitchen, leaving Sean and Claire alone in the living room.

The two of them sat on the sofa, a slightly awkward tension hanging in the air. Sean broke the silence with his calm and soothing voice, "Embroidery requires quite a few tools and materials. I know a shop with a wide range of thread colors and good quality embroidery hoops. How about we go check it out later?"

Claire's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she nodded eagerly. "Thank you, Mr. Foster."

Sean looked at her and smiled gently. When he wasn't smiling, he seemed stern and exuded a powerful presence. Yet, when he did smile, it was like a glacier melting, and Claire found herself momentarily captivated.

In the kitchen, Aberdeen, Grace, and May pretended to be busy while sneaking glances at the pair. Aberdeen beamed with satisfaction and whispered, "Look at those two, they really hit it off. Sean is genuinely attentive to Claire."

Grace nodded in agreement, "Yes, the young master is usually so serious, but he's much softer around Miss Claire."