Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 717

The entire rehab center was thrown into chaos. The staff, all in their matching uniforms, looked like they'd never seen anything like this before. One of them tried to act tough, his voice shaking as he shouted, "Who are you people? Do you have any idea where you are? You think you can just come in here and cause trouble?"

He didn't even get to finish his sentence before he hit the floor.

The siblings weren't interested in talking things out.

All the guards wore black uniforms, clearly the ones in charge. The rest—the local workers were dressed in blue. Aside from the patients, those were the only uniforms around.

With the guards out of the way, the two dogs bounded down from a second-floor window, baring their teeth at the strangers left standing.

The villagers working here had never seen anything like this, and it showed. One by one, they dropped to their knees, shaking in terror.

For years, they'd strutted around like they owned the place, never imagining someone could walk in and turn the tables on them.

Now their legs were trembling, silently begging for mercy from the two "devils" standing over them.

Clara scanned the room and quickly spotted the men who'd tried to grab her earlier. They recognized her too. Their faces went pale, and they started begging for their lives.

go! We were only following orders! We swear, it wasn't

Instead,

floor. There were streaks of blood on her face, but her eyes were

fifty people knelt in the room-all locals, all workers at the center. For years, landing a job here was a

steady. "I only want to know one thing. How did my parents die? And my little

the crowd flinched, bowing their head

was obvious some of them knew

let out a cold laugh. "No one wants

One

here. We tried

off, her face going ghostly white, too

whole body shook, her eyes rimmed red. "Most of you knew my parents. My dad worked your fields, helped you out whenever you needed it. How could you just stand by and watch? And my brother-he was just

harder. She was infamous for tormenting the patients-most of whom

not for this job, these villagers would never have crossed paths with people like that. Seeing those pampered, delicate women only made their resentment

Most women sent here ended up suffering at

their cruelty grew. What started as bullying

patients were, the