Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom novel Chapter 187

Mrs. Foster beamed with delight as Vanessa complimented her, "Do you really think I look that young?"

Vanessa playfully rolled her eyes, "I'm twenty-three, and you look only three or four years older than me. You can't be over thirty, right? It's such a shame you got married so early."

Vanessa's words only made Mrs. Foster's smile grow wider. "You're just flattering me," she said.

"I'm not flattering, I'm stating the facts," Vanessa insisted.

Mrs. Foster looked at Vanessa seriously. "Vanessa, there's something I've never told you."

"What is it?" Vanessa had a sneaking suspicion but feigned innocence.

"Actually, I'm already forty-eight," Mrs. Foster confessed.

Vanessa's eyes widened in disbelief. "Come on, if you're forty-eight, then I must be fifty-eight."

"I'm serious. I really am forty-eight," Mrs. Foster replied earnestly.

"Really?" Vanessa was still skeptical.

"Really," Mrs. Foster affirmed, her gaze probing. "Would you still want to be friends with someone my age?"

After the initial surprise, Vanessa wrapped her arms around Mrs. Foster's. "Of course I would! But you have to share your secret to looking so young. If I look like you at your age, I'd be over the moon."

Under Vanessa's sweet words, Mrs. Foster was utterly charmed.

Vanessa chuckled inwardly; getting people to like her was second nature.

Thinking about this twisted her expression into one of bitterness. But aside from anger, she felt powerless.

She could only watch as that scoundrel took control of Foster & Co.

Her visit to Cresthaven was primarily to celebrate the matriarch's birthday, but her true purpose was to find the woman who had seduced her husband.

She had stumbled upon a photo on her husband's phone, sent by the old matriarch herself. She always knew the matriarch didn't like her, but she never imagined she'd be aiding her husband in finding a younger woman.

Her husband's response to the matriarch was: "As long as you're happy, I have no objections."

They weren't even divorced yet, and even if her husband had someone else, she wouldn't agree to a divorce. She'd worked too hard to oust the first wife and secure her place in the family; no one would take that from her.

Vanessa noticed the change in Mrs. Foster's expression and immediately realized she had touched a sensitive topic.