Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 357

Once Clara left, she didn't waste any time. She immediately started checking out the properties Ryan had recently rented.

When she arrived at the villa, she found Quinn, just as she'd expected. Sunlight streamed into the room, and there was Quinn, sitting on the floor, looking a mess and laughing mockingly.

Clara walked right up to her and kicked her over. Quinn's head smacked against the table corner, and she grimaced in pain. "Who?!"

The second she saw Clara, her eyes flared with hatred. "Clara!"

Quinn struggled to her feet and lunged at Clara. But she was weak and malnourished, and Clara easily overpowered her, sending her flying with a hard kick. Clara then pinned Quinn's face to the floor with her foot.

Quinn lay there, humiliated, with Clara's shoe pressing into her cheek. Clara applied a little more pressure, her voice icy. "Did you lead Ryan into this mess? Are you the one pulling the strings with the media?"

Quinn's eyes gleamed with malice as she laughed. "Finally, everything's falling apart. Serves you right! Clara, as long as I'm alive, I'll make your life hell. You feel guilty about Dad, right? I'll make you watch Ryan get destroyed, watch the Bradford Corporation crumble! I'll make you suffer and regret!"

Clara lifted her knee and stomped down hard on Quinn's cheek. Quinn felt a sharp pain, almost spitting blood.

"Did you really think I'd

processed that thought,

felt searing pain in her spine and feared it might be broken. She curled

secret gets out, I'll hand you over to Darrick, and you'll wish you were

actually know Darrick, but she knew he was ruthless. If Greysen was tied up in Ryan's problems, Darrick probably was too. They were all

was testing her, and Quinn's reaction to Darrick's name was immediate panic. "Don't hand me over to him, please! I didn't

off Quinn's outstretched hand, her face emotionless. Quinn gritted her teeth, "I

they heard a noise outside. Clara turned to

dropping the medical kit she was holding. "Clara, how did you... find

it from you

up slowly, her gaze

on the coffee table. "So, since

Ryan's connection. But knowing

deep breath, rubbing her temples. "How much