Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 136

Clara hadn't expected him to actually strike her, so she didn't dodge in time. The slap landed hard on her cheek, leaving a sting that echoed more than just

physical pain.

The bodyguard's eyes blazed with anger. "Miss Quinn is leagues better than you. Back at the Bradford estate, you made our lives miserable. If it weren't for Miss Quinn, we would have quit ages ago."

Clara held her cheek, feeling the sharpness of the hit. She couldn't help but wonder-had she really been that terrible at the Bradford estate? Was she truly that heartless?

The other bodyguard saw Clara get hit and didn't step in. He had been itching to do the same for a long time.

To them, Clara was nothing more than a villain who had finally met her comeuppance.

Clara let out a soft chuckle, keeping her thoughts to herself but mentally marking the incident.

The car rolled to a halt outside the asylum. As Clara was led out, she unexpectedly ran into her father, Johnny, and the hospital director.

typically detached from family dramas, was a

Clara, he sighed quietly. "Take this time to really think things over, Clara. Everything's ready for you here. You'll leave

a heaviness in her chest, yet the irony of the situation almost made her

when I get out of here, I want you to let everyone know that

square jaw and replied, "Still causing trouble, aren't you? You don't even

again. "Clara, I don't know what's happened to you. Anyway, after Quinn's wedding, I'll come for

word and just turned her back

in the car, Johnny massaged his temples, feeling torn. Both daughters were dear

him offered some advice. "Sir, don't stress

handle

spoke up at

and

joined in

disliked her enough to

the unfamiliar look in his daughter's eyes, something twisted