Forbidden Captivity: Too Late to Escape

Chapter 354

Chapter 354

"Ryan, seriously, do you even know what you're doing? Do you have any clue?!" Ryan's eyes welled up instantly,

and he was about to bolt when suddenly, the room was swarming with cops. They flashed their badges and

cuffed everyone there, including Clara, just because she was present.

Even in the police car, Clara couldn't take her eyes off Ryan. He sat across from her, staring at his feet, too

scared to meet her gaze. Clara kept her cool, but her silence only made Ryan more anxious. His hands were

clammy, and he was at a loss for words until the car pulled into the station and the officers ushered them out.

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Everyone got checked out. Clara was clean and got released, but Ryan wasn't so lucky. Looking around at the

crowd of young faces, Clara suddenly grabbed a broom and struck Ryan hard. The broom snapped in two, and

the others shrank back, terrified. Ryan didn't dare fight back, just curled up on the floor.

"Clara, please, stop! I'm begging you." Watching her brother like this didn't bring her any relief; it just broke her

heart even more. She couldn't figure out how things had spiraled so quickly in just a month. Tears streamed

down her face as she kept hitting him with the broken stick. Ryan shielded his head, saying nothing, bruises

forming everywhere.

The police rushed in and pulled her away. "Ms. Clara, please, calm down. These kids just turned eighteen.

Luckily, they're not involved in anything heavy like trafficking. We think they've been misled. Let us handle it;

don't hit anyone."

Clara's anger cooled just a bit. Of course, Ryan might be a reckless kid, but he wouldn't get into this unless

someone led him astray. She took a deep breath and nudged him with her foot. "Speak up. Have you met anyone

new, eaten anything weird? This isn't from just once or twice unless someone's been feeding it to you regularly.

That person's trying to mess you up. Now that the cops are here, you better spill."

Ryan stayed curled up, refusing to talk. Clara was so furious her whole body tingled. She crouched down and

grabbed his hair, "Ryan, talk to me!" But when she forced his head up, his face was soaked with tears, his lashes

wet, looking pitiful. Clara wasn't about to pity him. She slapped him again, his cheeks swelling.

"You're crying? Do you even know how much trouble you've caused me?" Ryan pressed his lips together, his face

so swollen his eyes were just slits. Clara's heart ached, but she had to draw the line somewhere.

"Was it Greysen? Or someone else?" Greysen had been too quiet lately; maybe he was up to something. But

Ryan stayed silent, just crying softly. Clara raised her hand again, ready to slap him, when a cop said, "He's

passed out."

Clara hadn't held back at all that night. She couldn't let Ryan go down this path.