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!

Instead, she called out,

scrambled up from the floor. There were streaks of blood on her face, but

a job here was a big deal; anyone who got in looked down on those

want to know one thing. How did my parents die? And my

crowd flinched, bowing their head

exchanged anxious glances. It was obvious some of them knew the

let out a cold laugh. "No one wants

death sentence. One woman shot her hands into the air,

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

ghostly white, too scared to say

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 a kid! What

who'd spoken started trembling even harder. She was infamous for tormenting the patients-most of whom had been wealthy city women

would never have crossed paths with people like that. Seeing those pampered, delicate women only made their resentment

they had nothing? Most women sent here ended up suffering

cruelty grew. What started as bullying turned into outright abuse. Soon, the center became their personal playground-they did whatever they

were, the more money the staff