Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 174

Chapter 174

Ryan was always a bit reckless with his spending and didn't have much saved up. Whenever he needed money,

he'd usually just hit up his family. So, when he suddenly needed over two million, he had to sell his car.

Quinn sat in the living room, noticing how close the two were. Her expression darkened for a second, but she

managed to keep it together. "Hey, Clara, you're here."

Clara couldn't help but admire Quinn's nerve. After orchestrating a fake miscarriage, she still acted like nothing

happened.

As Clara made her way to the sofa, Quinn unexpectedly burst into tears and dropped to her knees. "Clara, I'm so

sorry about the baby. | was just confused for a moment. I've been having nightmares about Simon leaving me,

and it's been messing with my head. I've been in such a bad place mentally, and the meds aren't helping. That's

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why | did what | did. It's all on me, and I'll make it right. | can transfer the house Mom boughtlast tover

to you."

Clara quickly replied, "Alright."

Quinn hesitated, her fingers clenching for a second. Clara continued, "But | don't want the house. Just convert it

to cash and transfer it. You've got enough in your bank account to cover that, right?"

Quinn's face went pale, and she started trembling slightly. ‘What a piece of work! This stupid bitch!"

"And since the pregnancy and miscarriage were both fake, why are you shaking now? You've always been in

great health and super active at work. I've heard lots of folks at the top sing your praises. Never heard about you

having a sudden shaking problem."

Clara thought Quinn might crack, but she clearly underestimated her sister.

Quinn looked up, already smiling. "Clara, I'll get the money to you later. I'm really glad you cback today.

Let's be one big happy family again, just like old times. Don't argue with Mom anymore, okay?"

Naomi, who had been quiet up until now, finally chimed in when she saw Quinn still kneeling. "Clara, it's your

dad's birthday tonight. Let's not make a scene. What's done is done. I'll cover the money for Quinn and transfer

it to your account right away."

Clara smirked. Coming hand walking away with nearly a million bucks wasn't too shabby.

As she settled down, Ryan quickly plopped down next to her.

Dinner was awkward. Even though Naomi said the past was behind them, she still couldn't quite warm up to

Clara.

Clara calmly toasted Johnny, and then Ryan dragged her upstairs.

The Bradford family's upstairs had rooms for the three siblings, with hers at the far end. She first popped into her

own room. The setup was familiar, but since losing her memory, she'd only been in there once, briefly.

Ryan knocked on the door. "Clara, here's your bag."

He handed it over on the sly. Just as Clara took it, she noticed Quinn standing at the door.

Quinn's face twisted, her smile not reaching her eyes. "Ryan, you bought Clara a purse? This model isn't cheap.

At least two million dollars, right?"

Ryan looked uneasy. "Quinn, I..."

Clara, however, took the bag with an easygoing grace. "Yep, he gotthat. Is there an issue?"

Quinn was seething, her eyes burning with anger.