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Clara. For a moment, he just st

ic behind her, her voice rising with outr

ld finish, Clara

Jones Manor instantly f

watching from the sidelin

her usual poise and shoute

's my job to set you straight. If you show me disres

an age where pride came easily a

y he needed someone fir

ng he could do anything he wanted, racing recklessly, crashing

at life, she was determined to ke

her in her place was just

hocked, una

t Clara, she would feel hurt and distant from the Jo

Clara refused

d, her body trem

Jones, and her stepmother, Ramona,

the strange scene unf

Emily ran into Ramona's arms

lieve it. "What? There

d to fit in with the Joneses, continually m

ying!" Emi

you discipline Clara? Even if she's from the

angry, convinced Cla

ra's eyes filled with tears as she

him, "You brat, how dare you speak of your sister that way! Apolog

, Clara could no longe

his arms and cri

to apolog

ng, letting Emily manipulate her and constantly f

icked her into signing a confession, and Clara ended up turning h

nd Emily's plotting

feeling that she had le

bullied?" Brad wrapped his arms

her distance from him, rarely speaking unless it was to blam

clinging to him

doubt she w

on Eric. "Eric! Did you u

d made him even more frustrated. "Dad! You're

ht for your own good! And Clara is my one and only pr

nothing

daughter mean

e son, was si

Emily stood nearby, th

precious

that lea

ad, this isn't about Eric," she said softly. "Eric spoke to

Brad in the eyes. "Dad, I want to b