Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 334

But Darrick slashed her cheek, and the pain was so intense that Quinn couldn't even pass out.

"Quinn, I heard Clara had you locked up in a psych ward. How sad is that? Wasn't she supposed to have your back? You little witch, if it weren't for you, would she have blinded my eye?"

Tears streamed down Quinn's face. This guy was nuts, and she had no idea who he was.

"I don't know what you're talking about! I really don't!"

Before she could say more, Darrick grabbed her hair and slammed her head against the car window.

"Playing dumb, huh? Try remembering harder!"

Quinn was terrified, her mind spinning, and she kept shouting, "Help, help!"

After being slammed over and over, a forgotten memory came back to her.

She remembered. Five years ago, when she was seventeen, Darrick, a classmate, had taken an interest in her.

family. Everyone thought she wasn't favored there

at a club, he started boasting about how

to the Bradford family's world of wealth and indulgence. She felt

she was an

her drink heavily,

Quinn swallowed her pride

saying he was going to have his

Darrick was about to get what he wanted, Clara

foggy. All she remembered was Clara's cold expression as she walked in, smashing a beer bottle on the

had never seen anything so terrifying. Sure, she had a rebellious streak, but she couldn't bring herself to do

mind had blocked out the memory. Now, as it came rushing back, she felt

her reaction, Darrick stopped and

"What's this? Finally remembering?"

whole body hurt, and

the Bradford family, Clara