NovelGoldChapter 136
Clara hadn't expected him to actually strike her, so she didn't dodge in time. The slap landed hard on her cheek,
leaving a sting that echoed more than just
physical pain.
The bodyguard's eyes blazed with anger. "Miss Quinn is leagues better than you. Back at the Bradford estate,
you made our lives miserable. If it weren't for Miss Quinn, we would have quit ages ago."
Clara held her cheek, feeling the sharpness of the hit. She couldn't help but wonder-had she really been that
terrible at the Bradford estate? Was she truly that heartless?
The other bodyguard saw Clara get hit and didn't step in. He had been itching to do the sfor a long time.
To them, Clara was nothing more than a villain who had finally met her comeuppance.
Clara let out a soft chuckle, keeping her thoughts to herself but mentally marking the incident.
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The car rolled to a halt outside the asylum. As Clara was led out, she unexpectedly ran into her father, Johnny,
and the hospital director.
Johnny, typically detached from family s, was a figure of authority at work.
Seeing Clara, he sighed quietly. "Take this tto really think things over, Clara. Everything's ready for you here.
You'll leave when you're back to yourself."
Clara felt a heaviness in her chest, yet the irony of the situation almost made her laugh.
"Mr. Bradford, when | get out of here, | want you to let everyone know that I've cut ties with the Bradford family."
Johnny's expression turned stony. He raised his classic square jaw and replied, "Still causing trouble, aren't you?
You don't even see your own mistakes!"
He furrowed his brow and sighed again. "Clara, | don't know what's happened to you. Anyway, after Quinn's
wedding, I'll cfor you. We'll head to the countryside villa; it's nicer there. You made her lose her baby-there's
got to be consequences."
Clara didn't say a word and just turned her back on him.
Once back in the car, Johnny massaged his temples, feeling torn. Both daughters were dear to him in their own
ways, but Quinn losing the baby was a serious matter
Someone beside him offered sadvice. "Sir, don't stress too much over this.
Let Mrs. Bradford handle the family matters."
Johnny rarely spoke up at home,
and
sy joined in when Clara was
scolded, but he hadn't disliked her enough to institutionalize her.
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When he saw the unfamiliar look in his daughter's eyes, something twisted inside him.
"You're right. Naomi will take care of it."
"The missus will handle everything. You've seen the room yourself; Clara won't be mistreated."
Despite his hectic day, Johnny's unease drove him to the asylum. Naomi had picked it, but his doubts lingered.
He couldn't deny it-his wife clearly doted on Quinn, often leaving Clara in the shadows.
But how could a parent not be a bit biased when one daughter was rebellious and the other so well-behaved?
Somewhere along the way, the bright-eyed little girl who used to look up to him had vanished.
He turned to the person next to him. "I've been partial to Quinn all these years, haven't I? Did | mess up?"
"It's not your fault. Clara has made plenty of mistakes. Quinn's been through a lot, and Clara, as the oldest,
should've had her back but ended up bullying her."
"Yeah, who knows when she'll finally straighten out." Johnny decided to leave it for now. They'd tackle it later.
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