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.

Everyone thought she wasn't favored there and waited

other at a club, he started boasting about how he liked her and could offer

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

Darrick more certain that she was an unloved, clueless girl just brought back

spiked her drink heavily, threatening her

mocking laughter of others, Quinn swallowed her pride

else away, saying he was

useless. Just when Darrick was

was Clara's cold expression as she walked in, smashing

Sure, she had a rebellious streak, but she couldn't bring herself to do something like that. She screamed

had blocked out the memory. Now, as it came rushing back, she felt like she was going to

reaction, Darrick stopped

"What's this? Finally remembering?"

whole body hurt, and

Bradford family,