Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom novel Chapter 350

Truth be told, Claire felt the same way—if it weren’t for Sean, she doubted she’d ever set foot in a place this upscale.

She and May took their seats gingerly, sitting straight-backed and silent, waiting for Sean to arrive.

Less than five minutes passed before the quiet in the private room was shattered by a commotion outside: hurried footsteps, voices overlapping in a noisy chorus.

“Did the star of the class say it was room 101 or 107?”

“It’s definitely 101! He’s not just anyone now—barely out of college and already the sales manager at Foster & Co. That’s something else.”

“My god, Foster & Co.? That’s only the most elite firm in the capital. They just opened an office here in Cresthaven, and he’s already a manager? That’s impressive.”

“I could tell back in high school he wasn’t ordinary—not just good-looking, but seriously capable.”

“Right? And he can even get us into the Grandeur Hotel’s super-exclusive VIP suite. Mr. Foster himself must really have his eye on him.”

“Exactly! We’re only here thanks to his connections. Otherwise, we could work our whole lives and never set foot in here.”

As they chatted, the door swung open.

A crowd—men and women alike—poured in.

The men were sharply dressed, some in tailored suits, others in stylish casual wear, all exuding confidence. Heavy gold chains and flashy watches gleamed on their wrists. Their hair was meticulously styled, so slick with product that a mosquito could probably slip right off.

The women, meanwhile, were decked out in trendy, revealing outfits—bare shoulders, dramatic makeup layered thickly on their faces. As soon as they entered, a cloud of competing perfumes filled the room, so overpowering that Claire felt lightheaded.

She stared at them, stunned, unsure why this loud group had appeared in the private room she and May had reserved.