Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 497

Ryan suddenly slumped forward, resting his head on the steering wheel, his voice laced with sarcasm. "Clara, do you really believe Sarah's just a selfish nobody, not worth any of my efforts?"

Clara stayed silent. Sure, Sarah might have her good sides, but it didn't change the fact that she was pretty self-centered.

Ryan looked worn out, managing a faint, weary smile. "Never mind, you should just get out."

Clara felt a wave of sadness hit her. She was too drained to continue the conversation, so she opened the car door and stepped out.

Ryan had mentioned someone would be waiting for her, but as she wandered a few hundred meters in the dark, she found no one. Instead, she heard footsteps trailing behind her.

Turning around, she saw Ryan. He was quietly following, keeping his distance.

The scene reminded her of that snowy day when he had gone missing, and she had gone looking for him-both too stubborn to talk.

Clara kept walking for another two hundred meters until she finally spotted some lights. She was taken aback, realizing the area wasn't deserted; the houses were just low and hidden by large trees, making them easy to miss.

Ryan caught up, his voice calm. "This is where Sarah's parents live, near the slums of the Capital. It's even more desolate than the slums."

steps ahead, stopping with an indifferent tone. "Clara, in the car, you said I might kidnap you for Sarah. Deep down, you don't really

Ryan had changed. He wasn't naive

still there, maybe even wider now

them, and Clara didn't know

inside. He knocked on the door, and it

he asked

the floor covered with empty bottles, a clear sign of the man's character. "I'm a friend

to sell herself to buy her brother a house, and she just gave ten grand and refused to come

daughter. If you're really her friend, tell her to contact us. We haven't heard from her, and maybe she's found someone rich and doesn't want to bring her

didn't see the

every month. Soon, he'll renovate our house. Far better than a daughter; daughters are just

away, watching the couple's disgraceful behavior under the porch

Despite society's progress, mannet

a failure, yet still revered, while a successful

they often secretly wished for sons, convincing themselves with tales of wanting