Clara was taken away in the dark by strangers. Everything happened so fast, that no one could predict what was about to happen.
The car sped out onto the main road and drove straight to the rendezvous point. At the turn at the intersection of Ginza Street, the Lexus suddenly turned left when the traffic light was red. That sudden turn of the steering wheel caused Clara's head to hit the front seat while she was sitting unconscious in the back seat. Although they had fastened her seat belt, it seemed that due to haste, the seat belt fell off, causing her whole body to tumble forward, the impact was painful. wake Clara up. Dreamy eyes looked at everything blurred in motion, outside the glass windows on both sides of the road, the lights flickered, and there was the sound of a car engine, she rolled her eyes and looked ahead, a tall figure loomed. The head tilted to the rhythm of the vibration of the car. That figure was a strange man, dreaming suddenly a voice urged 'Hurry up' in one ear. Clara was startled when realized he was with two strange men in the same car. Seeing that they were in a hurry, a stern expression flickered in the dim light that made Clara's brain prickle. Her body instantly froze. Lucky! They hadn't discovered she was awake yet. Both of them were forever focused on looking ahead, ignoring her.
Who are they? Clara had difficulty swallowing. Why are you forcing me? Clara was drenched in sweat... then, instinctively, she was about to get up, scratching and banging on the car door asking for help. But suddenly regaining her composure, Clara decided she needed to pretend she wasn't awake, quietly observing the situation with her breath. Because of the current situation, it is very difficult for her to escape, not to mention screaming is an unwise action, not only not helpful, but also interrupts the jungle to attract the attention of those two guys.
Just like that, Clara hid her fear, patiently waiting for the opportunity to escape.
The car carrying Clara sped away as fast as it could. Sitting in the car, her heart almost jumped out. Clara was both impatient and mentally corrected herself, 'I need to stay awake'. She tried to remember the outstanding details on both sides of the whole road that this car passed, then silently observed the two men carefully, looking at the way they dress and behave, it seems that they are not the same person. bad people... face is not scary.
A few minutes later, the car gradually slowed down and stopped in front of a large mansion on the outskirts of the city. Not pretentious, magnificent but modern and full of personality – that's what Clara can say about the house (rather the villa) in front of her. In her hazy memory, she wondered if she had been here before.
The car door opened, and the driver got out and went around to help the accomplice get Clara out. Clara closed her eyes and pretended not to know. Waiting for the door to open, at the same time the guy sitting in the back row next to Clara was also stepping out, taking the opportunity when the driver just opened the door, before touching her body, Clara suddenly opened her eyes, used Her foot kicked him hard in the face, the sudden blow made him take a step back, clutching her face and screaming, without delay she rushed out of the car, running as fast as she could. The guy in the back just stepped down, and slammed the door, before he could do anything, he was surprised, he bewilderedly looked at his companions who were hunched over, their hands covering their faces, and then they chased after them.
damn it! he didn't expect the anesthetic to wear off so quickly, the truth is that when he covered Clara's mouth with a cloth soaked in anesthetic because he was in a hurry, the anesthetic had not yet absorbed into the cloth he used, But only a little absorbing into her mouth also made her dizzy and then fell asleep for a while when she woke up, the car made a sharp turn to wake her up.
Clara tried her best but still couldn't get out of the other's hands, he caught her and held her tightly to prevent Clara from protesting, could only be motionless in despair, terrified eyes looking at him slowly approaching. , in his hand holding a syringe prefilled with a colorless, odorless solution, without hesitation he shot an injection into Clara's ivory-white neck.
In a flash, Clara no longer knew what heaven and earth were. Fall down.
Tired of the ears! he looked at him complaining and then they both gestured to each other, without further hesitation, he stooped to help him carry Clara on his shoulder, and both of them went straight to the mansion to deliver people.
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Clara fell asleep until dawn broke. Although I felt comfortable when I was lying on the bed, I felt dizzy and my whole body ached. Everything is blurry and fuzzy. She just saw that everything was spinning.
In the blink of an eye, Clara vaguely heard someone talking in the distance, but she couldn't hear anything clearly. Then his eyes were closed again, the anesthetic had not worn off yet.
It wasn't until late afternoon that Clara woke up completely, her eyes widening to find herself lying on the bed, in a completely unfamiliar room. when the dizziness passes. Changing position, she lifted her hand to tuck her hair from her neck, then rested her hand on her forehead as she glanced around the room.
The room is gracefully decorated in European style, The interior of the room is designed very harmoniously, simple, and high-class, giving people a feeling of peace, calm, and elegance but not losing. luxury look. She rolled her eyes at the milky white curtains swaying gently with each gentle breeze, wondering where she was? Where have two good men gone? If it weren't for the fact that she was in a strange place, she would have thought she was really dreaming. The wind swayed with it. A familiar scent crept into the room, then hovered close to her, so pleasant! Clara closed her eyes to take a breath, savoring that gentle scent, she was startled when the door suddenly opened, and Clara turned her head to look, and her eyes were stunned when she caught someone looking at her.
Sarah stood there at the wooden door made of frankincense, said nothing, just stared. The simplest and easiest thing for her to do right now was to stare back. Instead of bouncing.
What's going on? Sarah? Where am I? Clara was confused and frantically put her feet down from the bed, but a very serious voice sounded:
"Lie there! you're not going anywhere."
She raised her voice and walked over to her. Clara froze, stopped what she was going to do, got out of bed, and left. Staring at her, waiting for a clear explanation. Sarah didn't say anything more, just remained silent, walking over to the table and putting down the tray in her hand. Some soup and bread for her dinner, her stomach empty since last night, must be protesting violently. Indeed, looking at the food placed on the table a sudden sound escaped from her stomach.
"Hungry aren't you?" She said as she put the things on the tray on the table. Then look at her urging: "Why are you standing there? Hurry up and eat."
Clara watching her actions made her heart very confused.
Why is she here? Why is she even here? Wasn't she taken by two men last night? Is it because of Sarah? A series of questions Clara wants Sarah to answer all for her. Leaving aside the eating and drinking incident, her mind was a mess, unable to think of anything.
Finally bearing the brunt of her silence, she interrogated indignantly.
"Sarah! Where is this? what's all this about?" The quick swaying of her fingers showed that she was very bewildered.
"This is Zane's house - where tonight's banquet will be held." Sarah leisurely answered her question.
Clara looked at her suspiciously, not knowing what to do, so she was angry or patiently waiting for Sarah to tell her what was going on.
Uchiha House? Uchiha! Zane Uchiha! So this is Zane's house? Clara arranged the event and was stunned by her judgment.
"Is this Zane's house?" Clara asks Sarah to confirm.
"Right."
Unbelievably, Clara's eyes widened in surprise.
Guess how Clara was feeling Sarah took the initiative to explain right before she reacted violently to it.
"Clara! I know you're not going to the party. There's no other way I have to do this to get you here."
"So what about last night?"
"It was arranged by me, I told those people to be gentle with you, unexpectedly scaring you, and hurting you, I sincerely apologize."
Clara unconsciously reached out her hand to touch her forehead, and right then the wound on her forehead was properly bandaged. Come to think of it, the other two men didn't do anything rude to her, it's just that this injury was caused by an unintended accident. Seeing Clara silent as if contemplating something, Sarah was afraid that she would be upset with her injury, so she hastily spoke up to comfort her.
"Clara! rest assured I blamed them for hurting you." She looked at her eagerly.
Clara looked at Sarah carefully, it was very difficult to understand if she really changed her mind or was she pretending to deceive people? If you look closely, it doesn't look like a scam, can't believe that after Zane knows everything Sarah has changed so much, Clara herself thought that the person standing in front of her was another girl, not Sarah.
After the sudden shock, Clara regained her composure, clarifying the problem, why she was brought here by not taking many main roads.
"Why?" Clara asked her with a gesture.
"What?"
She was bewildered and did not understand what Clara was trying to know, why punish those two, or why she was brought here? And then Sarah was completely surprised when her question was beyond her expectations.
"I asked why did you do that? Why did you suddenly want me to go to that party? Do you really want me and Zane to get back together?"
Clara's question almost touched Sarah's pain. In her chest, suddenly There was a slight pain. Either way, there's no denying Sarah's greatest desire is to be with Zane again. Clara is not stupid to not realize, she already knows Sarah has feelings for Zane, right after the kidnapping Sarah's mentality has changed clearly, she is happy and laughs a lot when talking to and meeting him.
Unfortunately, now she has to accept reality. That Zane didn't love her at all and that saving her mother was a hundred thousand times more important than that desire. After a moment of hesitant silence, she answered.
"I just want to atone for my mistakes," Sarah answered emphatically, the answer as if nothing bothered her anymore.
"Redemption?" Clara still hadn't stopped giving her a suspicious look.
"Clara! I know you don't believe it, but it's true, I really want to do something to get things back to the way they were, I hope you'll understand and come back to Zane's side. That's your position. Zane loves you and you too. Then why? Why do you have to hesitate, persist to the end, all mistakes are my greed, and selfishness? It's not Zane's fault. It's my fault! It's all my fault, so please, Clara! be lenient and come back to Zane." Sarah's choked voice continued: "I don't know how to be good for the two of you, so I did this to give the two of you a chance to say everything clearly to each other, I believe your predestined relationship is because God intended, no matter what, they can't be separated, I really don't want the two of you to lose each other just because of my mistake, if so, for the rest of my life, I'm afraid I'll be tormented and find my heart is not at peace. that girl Clara. Don't be stubborn, live true to your heart, you love Zane too, right?"
Sarah was crying while persuading Clara. Tears flooded her beautiful face, it didn't look fake at all, for a moment Clara felt weak, but it was not easy for her to believe her words.
"Sarah! Is it true that you sincerely repent?"
Sarah looked up at her with her face wet from tears, her eyes were so genuine, that she reached out and gently stroked her cheeks.
"I'm real, I'm real, Clara, please believe me."
Sarah knew she had lied a lot, she also knew that other people had lost faith in her, but she still hoped that this time Clara would believe her words were true.
Clara avoided that look, thinking about it for a moment:
"It was Zane who told you to, right? he told you to bring me here?"
She turned and attacked as soon as she was defenseless.
"It's correct." She immediately admitted but then frantically denied: "Oh no, this was completely my intention."
The look on her face was panic, hoping that Clara would not think about it, or everything would be ruined. Clara didn't have any reaction, in the end, she was helpless to accept. It's too late Sarah, words can't be taken back, amendments only prove Clara's suspicions right. She whispered, then pursed her lips nervously.
"Where is Zane now?" Clara gestured to get her attention back.
Sarah's eyes turned to the window, her voice worried when things had gone beyond their original purpose: "Clara! I..."
"Zane is here, isn't he? Where is he? I want to meet him and talk."
With her hands down, Clara quickly walked towards the door, sure she would go find Zane and tell her. But Sarah stopped her. She blocked the door with her arms wide open to prevent Clara from entering. Her actions made her feel that things were not simple.
"Stay away from Sarah." She suggested softly.
"No way, I won't let you find Zane." She said, resolutely refusing to leave the door. Despite Clara's efforts, even pushing her away, Sarah still stubbornly clung to the door and pushed her back into the room. After a fierce struggle, due to loss of strength and hunger, Clara had to raise her hand to surrender.
"Clara! I beg you, calm down, right now Zane is too busy to see you."
Her ragged breathing reassured her again. Clara sighed and pretended to be obedient.
"Okay! I'm not looking for Zane anymore."
Sarah listened with relief and let go of her hands from the door. Clara stepped back for a while, seeing that Sarah also entered the room.
"Zane is getting ready for the party tonight, when he has time he will definitely come see you." She said to reassure Clara.
"So when he's done, tell him to come to see me." With that, Clara quickly ran to the door.
Dammit! Whether her body was slow or Sarah's reflexes were faster, she caught her forcing her to stop. Clara turned to look resolutely to remove Sarah's hand that was clutching her leg from behind. Sarah knows that Clara is about to leave this mansion, so she is determined to stop her.
"No! Clara, you can't leave here."
Sarah hugged her tighter, her knees almost falling. Using her strength to hold her tight to prevent Clara from leaving the room half a step.
At Sarah's attitude, Clara stopped struggling, she lingered to know what the truth was, did Zane threaten her?
"Sarah! What's with this? Did Zane threaten you?"
She sat on the floor, her arms still clutching her legs. With pleading eyes and quick breathing, he shook his head in denial.
"Then why?"
Clara was angry, her fingers dancing faster. She stared at her hoping Sarah would stop playing tricks on her.
Sarah stammered incredulously: "I..." She turned her face away in an embarrassed voice.
"Clara, I know I don't deserve your pity." Suddenly she turned to look at her with teary eyes: "But I beg you to save her, save my mother, after all, she has been representing your parents for all these years."
It finally became clear, it turned out to be because of this.
"I? What can I do?" Clara doubted herself and asked Sarah back.
"Have." She implored, "If you just tell Zane, he'll definitely help."
"Zane?"
"Yes, given the Uchiha's power and fame, he could help my mother get out of prison."
"Sarah! Breaking the law is punishable by law." Clara is determined not to go against her conscience, saving people who are not worth saving.
"I know, but she's my mother, I can't see death, but there's nothing I can do about it, so I'm begging you, Clara, beg Zane to help me."
"Why don't you go and beg him."
"I tried."
"Result?"
"He refused."
"Then on what basis do you think he will accept my offer?"
"Because you're Cinderella. You say Zane will surely listen, Please help us."
Her gaze evaded Sarah's fixed gaze.
"Cinderella?"
"Right."
Clara knew exactly what she was thinking, from the way she raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes shining with hope. She quickly brought her back to reality:
"I can't help you. I have no right to make an offer to Zane, much less my responsibility or obligation in your mother's business, and I won't be here until the meeting. The party begins."
After saying that, Clara brushed off Sarah's hand, who was weakly clinging to her leg. Then with one decisive moment, she headed for the door. But had to stop because of her screams, crying, and begging.
"Clara, are you heartless to watch everything your father built to fall apart right in front of your eyes? It's like you're keeping your father's honor, okay? I'm begging you, please! even though she's not, please save her."
Sarah argued, also in a hopeful voice:
I can not! Clara mumbled through her teeth.
"It's your father's company, do something about it, prevent such a thing from happening, even if it's impossible, you should at least try."
"You're wasting your breath."
Clara turned around and slapped cold water on her body, hoping Sarah would wake up and stop hoping for such nonsense. But despite everything, Sarah still believed in that hope to the end. She believes she can help her. Apparently, she was forcing her to bring down her wall of arrogance.
"You're the only one who can save her."
Before Sarah's onslaught, she could only remain silent with torn thoughts.
Without thinking about her own ego, Sarah worriedly asked:
"What's going on?"
"Nothing."
Clara waved her hand.
"Are you feeling more tired?"
Clara did not answer.
"Clara."
"By my mind."
"Explain that."
Clara opened her eyes to look at her, wondering if someone like her, someone who seemed completely controlled by Zane, could understand:
"When I think about what I should do, I feel an indescribable uneasiness. Like something is pulling me down, suffocating me. Like something inside is trying to get out. It's like ants. cow. Almost panicked."
Sarah seemed to understand the mood she was expressing, but instead of repeating the words of regret or tolerance, she went straight to the point:
"Sarah! let me get out of here?"
Sarah studied her gray face:
"Is that what you want?"
Clara was silent, then flustered like a defeated man:
"I just want to get up, go out and go back to doing what's supposed to be done."
"Clara, the world is still there while you're here and doing what you need to do."
Clara was stifled incredulously:
"Hmm."
Clara closed her eyes and swallowed hard, then looked up at the ceiling:
I can't stay here any longer, Clara repeated the thought one more time, before taking another step out of the room, unfortunately, the door was closed by Sarah. She had been out since, while she thought she closed the door, she couldn't let her go.
Clara's expression did not change as she stared at the closed door. Suddenly her voice came from outside.
"In this case, I have no choice but to keep you here. I can't make you change your mind but I don't give up on putting you back in your place. Clara! don't do it! forget you're Cinderella. And Cinderella has to stay with the prince. Let's have something to eat before the dinner party starts, the party clothes I'll bring you later."
Sarah's footsteps faded away and disappeared, leaving only silence, at least it made Clara feel better.
Clara received the news with despair in her eyes, but she also didn't know what to do now. She felt tired. Then without hesitation, she approached the bed. Lying back, resting her head on the pillow, she closed her eyes, thinking of the house where she was born and growing up, of the books waiting for her on the desk, of the university where she was about to go. to study abroad, and wonders if things will continue for her as she ponders over her decision all over again. Turning to her side, Clara let out a small groan of helplessness and clutched her head. Until sleep called her into a dream.