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.

let us go! We were only following orders! We swear,

them. Instead,

the floor. There were streaks of blood

center. For years, landing a job here was

looked over the crowd, her voice steady. "I only want to know

the crowd flinched, bowing their

was obvious some of them knew the truth,

a cold laugh.

like a death sentence. One woman shot her

noticed her and lured her here. We tried to warn her, but they said only the ruthless survive in this

her face going ghostly white, too scared to

your fields, helped you out whenever you needed it. How could you just stand by and watch? And

was infamous for tormenting the patients-most of

paths with people like that. Seeing those pampered, delicate women only made their

women

as more and more troubled women arrived, their fear faded, and their cruelty grew. What started as

unstable the patients were, the more