Forbidden Captivity: Too Late to Escape

Chapter 194

Chapter 194

Two days passed, and Clara finally regained her freedom to move around. She had spent the past week acting as

Dylan's personal sleep aid, lying still as a statue in bed.

After a refreshing shower that morning, Clara declared her plans to leave Palm Bay. Engrossed in his morning

paper on the sofa, Dylan barely flinched at her announcement.

Clara quickly filled in the details, "You know that Mercy Hospital out in the countryside? | mentioned | needed to

convince Calix to move. I've been delayed because of my injuries, but I'll be back on track now. Just checking, Mr.

Dylan- you're not planning to fire me, right?"

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Dylan paused, his grip on the newspaper tightening before he looked up slowly. He'd been sleeping well all week,

and it showed in his healthier appearance.

"Who said anything about firing you?"

Clara exhaled in relief, her face lighting up. "That's a relief! I'll head to the hospital soon and make sure | get the

job done."

Having neglected June for a week, it was high tshe paid a visit and dug into the details of the accident. As

she drove off, Clara checked her phone, which had been off for ages. After giving it sjuice, she found only a

few messages, mostly from Scarlette wondering why she'd been AWOL.

Three days had passed since Scarlette's message, so replying now seemed a bit late. But just as she was en

route to the hospital, her phone buzzed again with another message from Scarlette.

Scarlette: [Why's the Bradford family saying you're dead?]

Clara raised an eyebrow and shot back a question mark.

Scarlette: [Good to know you're not. It's not every day you find a friend who gets you. Word is, the Bradfords

have set up a tomb for you. Your sister Quinn's running the show, and it's quite the spectacle.]

Clara shook her head, not at all surprised by Quinn's antics. If anyone would throw a party over her supposed

demise, it'd be Quinn, who would love nothing more than to see her buried.

She asked Scarlette to snoop around Quinn's bank activity and found a hefty sum transferred to an account in

Mexico. With Mexico's ongoing chaos, it wasn't a place domestic companies would touch with a ten-foot pole.

A quick call to the police confirmed her hunch. The culprits had fled to Mexico, and suddenly, everything made

sense.

Clara clutched her phone, her thoughts drifting to Colton's situation. Sadly, he was still in a coma. Quinn's cold-

blooded move had been a deadly one, and even the Warren family's swift response couldn't catch the crucial

moment.

Quinn had the Bradfords wrapped around her finger and was a master at playing the innocent, making it tough

to spot any cracks in her facade. The only potential lead might be her foster parents. The Bradfords believed

Quinn had a rough upbringing, and it was worth looking into.

As Clara headed towards Mercy Hospital, Quinn was busy sending a proposal to Ferguson Corporation. The

proposal was for a joint development project, and though it was labeled as a partnership, it was clearly a bid to

win over Ferguson Corporation.