Forbidden Captivity: Too Late to Escape

Chapter 300

Chapter 300

Ryan let go of her, immediately noticing the cut on her lip. He hadn't seen anything like it before and was caught

off guard. "What happened to your mouth?"

Clara's lips were a bit swollen, and the cut made every word a painful effort. She gently touched her lips and

walked over to the coffee table. "Is Greysen giving you a hard tagain?"

"Yeah, he even brought a bunch of board members, saying I'm too young to run the company."

Greysen was nothing if not ambitious.

Clara settled onto the couch, her eyes catching the pile of documents filled with dense notes, all in Ryan's

handwriting. A small smile played on her lips. After a good ten minutes of reviewing them, she was sure her

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brother was on the right track to success.

Just as she was about to speak, the doorbell rang.

Greysen was back. As long as Ryan held onto his shares, peace was out of reach. Plus, Greysen had already

snagged ten percent of the shares from Quinn, making him the second-largest shareholder.

Half of the top brass were on his side, and they didn't have much respect for Ryan, who'd been thrust into the

CEO role against his will. Everyone knew Ryan was more about fun than business.

Ryan took a deep breath and told someone to open the living room door.

As Greysen and his crew walked in, they immediately spotted Clara on the couch. But they didn't pay her any

mind, since she didn't have any shares.

Greysen gave Ryan a patronizing pat on the shoulder with a senior-like grin. "Ryan, have you made up your

mind? If you agree, we can sign the papers right away. You'll get thirty million, and you can hand over all your

shares. You wouldn't want your dad's hard work to go down the drain, would you?"

Ryan's face burned with anger, barely keeping himself from snapping. But catching sight of Clara, he held his

tongue.

"Uncle Greysen, I've already said I'm not selling my shares."

Greysen sneered and brushed past Ryan to stand next to Clara. "Clara, sorry about my tone the other day at the

office. There's no need for us to be at odds. | could introduce you to my son, and we could all work together for

the company's future."

Greysen's plan was crafty. Everyone knew Ryan doted on Clara. Getting her on his side meant he could control

Ryan.

With a clap, a young man emerged from behind the group. His nwas Chase, and it was surprising to see he

was a rising star in the entertainment industry. Rumor had it his family was loaded, but no one expected him to

be Greysen's

son.

The moment Ryan saw Chase's face, his expression shifted-not for any reason other than Chase was undeniably

good-looking.

Would Clara be tempted? She'd been a sucker for romance before, willing to abandon everything for Simon. Even

though she was more level-headed now, who knew if she'd fall for a handsface again?

Clara's eyes lingered on Chase for a few seconds, her brow furrowing. For sreason, he seemed familiar.

Then it hit her. Chase bore a striking resemblance to Simon.