Chapter 190
Dylan buttoned up his shirt and gave Clara a soft nudge. "Hey, why don't you give the Bradford family a call?
They're worried something might've happened to you."
His words cut through the uneasy silence, and Clara felt a wave of relief wash over her. She quickly reached for
her phone, but she wasn't exactly tight with the Bradfords. Ryan was probably out cold, so she wasn't sure who
to ring up.
Over in the hospital room, Naomi was a mess, crying her heart out beside Ryan's bed. "What's going on here?
Have the cops figured out who did this?"
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Quinn wrapped an arm around her. "Mom, let's wait for Ryan to cto. It was her car, and we still can't find
her."
Naomi paused, looking even more worn out. "Whenever Clara's involved, things go south. First, she stressed her
granddad to death. She's always butting heads with you. And now Ryan's almost gone because of her. | just
can't..."
Before she could finish, Johnny stepped in, “Enough talk. Clara and Ryan were close. She wouldn't have done
anything on purpose. Clara's missing, so let's not jump to conclusions. We'll wait for the police report."
Johnny's word was law in the family, and Naomi clammed up.
Quinn's eyes danced with a secret satisfaction. She'd settled her debts, and those folks were probably long gone
by now. The cops wouldn't find a thing.
At last, that bitch Clara was out of the picture!
A sly grin spread across her face until the door swung open, revealing Simon. Simon's eyes swept the room,
worry etched all over his face. "Where's Clara? It was her car that got hit. Was she with Ryan? Where is she?"
His anxiety twisted Quinn's insides. She flung herself at Simon, tears streaming down. "The police are on it, but
the footage showed those guys chasing after my sister. What's gonna happen to her? They had knives, Simon!
They meant business. My sister's dead." Quinn sobbed uncontrollably.
Simon pushed her away, and slapped her. Quinn reeled from the slap, needing a moment to gather herself.
Simon knew he'd let his emotions get the best of him, but the thought of Clara being gone gnawed at him.
"Quinn, stop it. We haven't found a body, so hold off on the verdict."
Quinn touched her cheek, her whole body shaking. Her anger made her breath heavy, her eyes locked on the
unconscious Ryan.
If Ryan also died because of Clara, would the Bradford family ever forgive her? The idea was wild, but causing
chaos was something she'd done before.
Everyone thought their grandfather's death was Clara's doing, but it wasn't true. Her grandfather criticized her
from the first day she moved in with the Bradfords, and was always taking Clara's side.
When everyone blamed Clara, he'd always cup with reasons to defend her.