Forbidden Captivity: Too Late to Escape

Chapter 353

Chapter 353

Clara moved closer, but every tshe did, Ryan would nervously step back. Her face hardened, and she said

firmly, "Stay right there."

She could tell if he'd been smoking just by sniffing his fingers. Ryan stood still, not daring to move as Clara

approached. She grabbed his hand and took a whiff yep, the smoky smell was obvious.

"Ryan, are you really lying tonow?" Clara asked.

Ryan flinched, quickly apologizing, "I just didn't want you to be mad."

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Clara let go of his hand. "Make sure it doesn't happen again."

"Clara, | promise | won't smoke anymore. I've just been stressed with school stuff and was in a bad mood. I'm

sorry."

Seeing how sincere he was, Clara couldn't stay mad. She just ruffled his hair and let it go, but the next day, she

still decided to check out his school to see if he was really busy with schoolwork.

Not knowing Ryan's major made finding him tricky, especially with classes constantly changing rooms. She

ended up at the car dealership where one of Ryan's classmates worked. This was the sguy who had stolen

Ryan's crush once, and Clara had slapped him before, leaving him bitter.

As she walked into the dealership, she immediately spotted him. She approached slowly, "Hey there."

The guy, about Ryan's age, glanced at her, recognition flickering in his eyes. "I'm Ryan's sister. | just wanted to

know if he's been going to school lately or if you guys have any big projects coming up?"

He pressed his lips together, continuing to wipe the car window. Just when Clara thought he wouldn't answer, he

quietly said, "He hasn't been around in a while. Didn't he switch to online classes?"

Clara paused, then pulled out her phone to call Ryan, but he didn't pick up. Worried, she hurried out and hired a

private investigator to find out where Ryan was that day.

Feeling anxious, she waited at hfor three hours until the investigator finally told her where Ryan was. Clara

drove straight to a low-key bar.

Upon arriving, she stepped out of the car and walked in. It was the evening, but the bar was already packed with

young people. Ryan used to hang out with friends at school, drinking light stuff, never in wild bars like this.

Clara's worry intensified as she opened a door to find several young people sprawled out, surrounded by items

that were clearly illegal. She froze, but quickly recovered and stormed inside.

There was Ryan, right in the middle, sound asleep. She grabbed his collar and slapped him awake.

Ryan winced, frowning slightly. When he saw her, all the color drained from his face. "Clara, what... what are you

doing here?"

He looked guilty, trying to hide his face. Furious, Clara yanked him up with a surge of anger.