Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 469

When Clara got home, she found a guy sitting by her door. As she got closer, she realized it was Ryan.

Scarlette's door was open too, and when she saw Clara, she let out a relieved sigh. "Clara, thank goodness you're back. Your brother's been out here like he's at a wake for the last half hour."

Ryan jumped up, clearly embarrassed. "Don't exaggerate! I was just knocking for a bit."

Scarlette rubbed her temples, "Ryan, do you even know what time it is? It's 2 AM. You've been knocking for thirty minutes. If I weren't the only one on this floor, someone would've called the cops by now."

Ryan couldn't argue because Clara had been missing for nearly eight hours, and he was really worried. Without her phone, he had no idea where to start looking for her.

Now, finally seeing her, determination sparked in his eyes. "Clara! Where have you been? You need to dump that lousy boyfriend of yours. You have no idea how awful he is!"

Thinking about how he was left behind made Ryan's cheeks flush with anger.

Clara found it amusing and apologized to Scarlette, "Sorry for disturbing you. I'll talk to him later."

Scarlette yawned, crossing her arms. "I wasn't asleep anyway. Just glad you're okay."

Clara opened her door, nudged Ryan inside, and closed it. Then she turned back to Scarlette. "Weren't you supposed to be on a business trip for a week? Why are you still here?"

Scarlette paused, looking uneasy. "It got postponed, maybe after the New Year.”

Clara noticed a dark bruise around Scarlette's wrist, deep red with a hint of purple —not like it was pinched but as if it had been restrained for a long time. She was about to ask when Scarlette stopped her.

spare me

Nicholas, wasn't it? Has he

Scarlette's personal matter, and it was clear she was troubled, so she said, "If you

and shut

turned back to her apartment to find Ryan asleep on the couch. It had

awake. "If you're gonna

awake, sat up, and took a swig of cold water. "Clara, listen to me. Break up with that boyfriend of yours. I don't trust him. You're not even married, and he's already treating me this way-hanging up on

his complaints, Clara suddenly asked, "Now

instantly went quiet, his eyes

to being alone, not great with people, but he's not a

who still uses just a letter? What is he, some mysterious figure from a secret organization? Clara, I know I have no right to

dismissed it as childish nonsense. Ryan often acted like

If she acts up again, I'll send her off to another city to have the baby, so she's not

limited understanding, she'd likely continue causing

the night, use the guest room. Otherwise,

She needed her rest.

lips and headed to the guest room. "I'll sleep in the guest

up to look through some old things. Since buying the place, she'd moved some of the Bradford family's items here, hoping to find clues or

passive. But there was so little left from before, just a few cards and some certificates. She picked up a card that read, "Happy

"Ryan, do you recognize this handwriting? Did anyone

the card