Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 217

After waiting for what felt like forever, Quinn was still clueless about how her actions had become the talk of the town. Meanwhile, the man received a hefty payment of a million and a half bucks from Clara, right on his phone. Finally, freedom was in his grasp.

He turned to Quinn, who was utterly bewildered, and couldn't help but smirk. "Oh, Quinn, you thought you had it all figured out, but someone outsmarted you."

Quinn was starting to panic. The Bradfords were nowhere to be seen, and she felt her confidence slipping. "What do you mean?" she asked, her voice shaky.

The guy had been itching to get back at her for years. He'd swallowed his pride one too many times because of her. Now, with money in hand and a ticket out of town, he wasn't going to miss his chance to put her in her place.

In a fit of rage, he began tearing at her clothes.

Quinn was caught off guard. "What are you doing?! Do you even know who I am?! You better stop right now, or you'll regret it for the rest of your life!"

my ear

tried to scream, but he slapped her repeatedly until her face was swollen. He unleashed

he wasn't listening, just kept on

make sure this man paid, make sure he met his end! However, after hours of torment, they still hadn't

an alley. "She's all

eager to escape the country. It's often said that it's better to have a gentleman as an enemy than a scumbag. Scumbags are vindictive and strike back with the

she was utterly powerless. It wasn't supposed to be like this.

few homeless people were loitering in the alley.

me! You aren't fit to lay a finger on me! When I get back, I'll make sure you're all

bring herself to back down. Years of crushing others had become second nature