Where Petals of Vengeance Bloom novel Chapter 395

Pain twisted the woman’s face into a mask of agony.

“You… you’d kill me?” she stammered, her voice raw and ragged, laced with unbearable suffering.

Mandy blinked her wide, innocent eyes, looking for all the world like a harmless little bunny—utterly incapable of violence.

“Oh, absolutely,” she replied, her tone light and almost playful. “You know, I’ve already killed six people. One more won’t make a difference. Especially since you went after the child of someone I care about most.”

“Too bad for you—you just happened to get caught hitting my little girl. So now, you’ve got to pay the price.” Mandy’s voice was airy, as if murder was no more significant than tossing out yesterday’s trash.

But to the woman, every word was a devil’s whisper, chilling her to the bone.

Bent double by pain, the woman clutched her stomach as blood seeped between her trembling fingers.

Through desperate, quivering gasps, she pleaded, “Please… please let me go. My son—he’s only a year old. He needs his mother, please…”

But Mandy’s knife didn’t stop; she twisted it deeper, almost methodically.

The woman’s intestines ruptured under the motion. She howled—an animal caught in a trap—her screams raw, piercing, hopeless.

Mandy’s eyes were cold as ice. “Your son’s still a baby? So what, is my child all grown up?”

“Why should I care if your kid loses his mom? All I know is this: you hurt someone I love. There’s only one way to make that right—blood for blood.”

The woman collapsed into frantic sobs, teetering on the edge of hysteria. “Don’t kill me, please! I’m sorry, I swear! I’ll never lay a hand on Tramp again! I’ll treat her like my own from now on, I promise!”

“You dare call her ‘Tramp’ again?”

The word—Tramp—struck Mandy’s last nerve.