Forbidden Captivity: Too Late to Escape

Chapter 206

Chapter 206

She quickly dabbed on sfoundation to barely cover the mark, then rushed back to the car, hauling the man

off to Mercy Hospital.

When the guy cto and saw June, his eyes flickered with panic. "What are you doing to me?! What are you

doing?!"

June recognized him. He was an old friend of her husband's, someone who'd partnered on a project with him that

eventually fell apart. After that, he just vanished. Rumor had it he got hooked on gambling, split with his wife,

and his only daughter moved overseas to get away from him. Most folks figured he'd been beaten to death ages

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ago, but here he was, still in the Capital, looking surprisingly well-off in designer clothes.

Clara wasn't in the mood for chit-chat, so she gave him a swift kick in the stomach. "Spill it, what's your deal

with Quinn?"

He winced in pain, barely holding back the urge to throw up. Clara, without a second thought, grabbed a knife

nearby and sliced off one of his fingers. Both June and Calix were shocked by her boldness.

The man let out a scream, his face turning ghostly pale. "I can't tell you, | just can't! If | spill the beans about

Quinn, she'll kill me. You don't know how vicious she is—she's the one who chopped off my ear!"

His hair was long and scraggly, covering his ears and giving him a disheveled, rough-around-the-edges look.

Clara lifted his hair, revealing the missing ear. June shook with fear, unable to find her voice.

Clara spun the knife in her hand. "I know about your shady business with Quinn, and she won't hesitate to take

you down if she finds out. She's keeping you around because she thinks no one knows. Here's the deal: you owe

one and a half million over there. I'll pay it off, and you get out of town."

The man stayed quiet, still writhing in pain. Clara tapped his face with the knife, memories flashing through her

mind. She glanced at the sharp blade, realizing she wasn't squeamish about blood and could handle pain pretty

well. The thought slipped away quickly, and she pressed on with her threat.

"So, what's it gonna be? Every tyou hit up the Bradford family for cash, it winds up in Quinn's pocket, right?

She looks down on regular folks, especially a jobless wanderer like you. Even offering you a chunk of change was

a huge favor."

His cheeks burned with embarrassment. Clara had nailed it. Sure, the amounts he asked from the Bradfords

seemed big, but he only ever pocketed a small cut. A regular job wasn't bringing in any money, and gambling

made him feel like traditional work was just too slow. He's trapped in a never-ending cycle.

Teaming up with Quinn had kept the money coming, so he stuck with it. However, with that money, he could

gamble somewhere else, living it up way more than dealing with Quinn.

"Alright! | agree! Just stop hurting me!"

Just after he spoke, June, still in shock, quietly asked, "Do you have any proof? Quinn is my adopted daughter.

She's not like that. Are you trying to smear her...?"