Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 498

As Ryan stepped into the room, he was hit with the stark reality: Sarah had been living in what was essentially a bathroom. It was so cramped there was barely enough room to move. Her parents had already tossed out most of her belongings, leaving just a small bed frame behind. A few of her things teetered on the highest windowsill, the only place they hadn't managed to reach.

If they had been any taller, those items would've been out too.

The moment the couple noticed Ryan's intrusion, they freaked out. Grabbing a broom, they charged at him, shouting.

"Who the hell are you? Get out of here! Did that tramp Sarah send you to mess with us? Get out!"

"That little brat's probably too scared to come back after we dealt with her. Ha! You think you scare us? We'll deal with you too!"

Ryan wasn't in the mood for their drama. He shoved aside anything in his way, stretching on his tiptoes to reach Sarah's stuff on the window ledge.

Just then, the man swung the broom at his head, but Ryan was too focused on grabbing a small vial to dodge. Fortunately, Clara intercepted the broom just in time.

The guy was all talk and no action, a typical bully with no real strength. He spent his days drinking and terrorizing his wife and daughter.

Clara gave the broom a solid shove, sending the man sprawling backward, landing hard and grimacing in pain.

It was only then he noticed Clara's presence. His eyes lit up at the sight of her.

She was stunning.

The man had a weakness for women, often visiting the red-light district in the slums where he could find women who charged next to nothing, not caring about diseases, just the money.

Seeing Clara, his sleazy instincts kicked in.

up and lunged at her. "Hey, gorgeous, how much

voice icy. "Five thousand for a night of mourning.

been terrifying because he curled up on the

trying to muster some courage, was about to curse them out, but one glare from Clara and she

sense of power in oppressing their daughter. It made them

environment like that, it was no wonder Sarah had her

sympathize, especially since she still had no idea Sarah was

Ryan had finally snagged the small vial with the dog tooth, Clara asked, "Done here? Let's

was already past midnight, and his

"I'll report you! You barged in

his voice dripping with sarcasm, "How much do

eyes gleamed

Sarah had indeed found herself a wealthy supporter. No wonder she cut

and threw out a ridiculous

money in their lives, didn't

yet had the nerve

was taken aback

Clara stepped in. "Five million could buy your whole family's lives. Think

son works for me. If want him gone,

crumble when faced

shrinking back, "Forget the money, just leave.

“Is her son

never