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Forbidden Captivity: Too Late to Escape

Chapter 308
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Chapter 308

No one really knew who Dylan had at gunpoint. Aaron sent the photo over to the Bradford Corporation, but only

he understood why. The courier was almost killed when a truck hit him, flinging him into the roadside greenery.

The photo slipped from his hands, stained with a few drops of blood. Struggling to open his eyes, he could only

make out a pair of cold, indifferent legs standing over him. Long, slender fingers picked up the photo, and the

legs vanished into a car.

Aaron was waiting for a report from his guy, but after three hours, there was still no news. He casually traced the

rim of his cup and smiled. Clearly, Dylan was scared of that photo falling into Clara's hands. What was meant to

be a simple test turned out to be Dylan's weakness.

Clara had just settled into her seat at the Bradford Corporation when she saw Greysen storming toward her, fury

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etched on his face.

"Clara!" he bellowed, eyes filled with venom. "Why did you go after Jacob?!" Even if you don't like him, you can't

just destroy his face-he's a celebrity!

Clara was confused. What had happened to Jacob?

Greysen was so angry he almost ground his teeth to dust. He took a deep breath. "Fine, fine, | didn't want to go

this far, but you've leftno choice. Clara, mark my words, if you can ruin Jacob's face, | can do the sto

Ryan!"

Jacob was Greysen's only son, his pride and joy. This morning, when they found Jacob, he was a mess, screaming

to stay away from Clara like he'd seen a ghost. Greysen's eyes were bloodshot, nearly bursting with rage. He

barely held himself back, but his gaze made Clara uneasy.

She headed to the CEO's office to find Ryan, who looked worn out, his stubble more pronounced than usual.

"Clara," he greeted her warmly.

Clara sat next to him. "Ryan, do you know what happened to Jacob?"

Ryan shook his head, rubbing his tired eyes as he continued with his work. "Not really. But this morning, he was

found near the Bradford Corporation, and it looks like his face was messed up. He kept calling your name. The

board is saying you did it. Those who backed Greysen are now too scared to show up, claiming they're sick."

In their minds, if Clara could take down Jacob so easily, they feared they'd be next. They planned to help

Greysen take over the Bradford company, but Jacob's incident scared them off. That's why only Greysen showed

up to confront Clara.

Clara was even more puzzled. Jacob left on his own yesterday, and it couldn't have been Simon.

Simon might be a jerk emotionally, but he wasn't that cruel. Besides, he thought he'd already beaten Jacob. So

who did it?

She lowered her lashes and turned to Ryan. "Didn't Greysen call the police?"

"He did. You got here late, Clara. He called them an hour ago. They cby, but after checking the footage, it

turns out Jacob cut his own face. Greysen doesn't believe it."

Ryan rubbed the back of his hand. "Honestly, | thought it was you."

Clara burst into laughter. "You think I'm that ruthless?"

Ryan didn't say anything, but deep down, he did think Clara had a certain edge to her.