Clara's heart suddenly contracted, her gaze slowly shifted upward, and the next instant, she saw Julian Harper's gentle and harmless face.
His long legs stepped inside, walking to the bedside, his expression behind the glasses revealing no discernible emotion.
Clara could hear her own heartbeat— the one who abducted her was Julian!
Who could have imagined that such a seemingly innocent face could commit such a crazed deed?
Clara abruptly sat up, retreating backward until her body bumped against the head of the bed.
"Uncle Julian, what…what do you want to do?"
Her expression was filled with sheer terror, unable to fathom what Julian might do to her next. Linking his previously strange behavior, she completely couldn't guess his intentions.
Julian adjusted the glasses on his nose and spoke in his usual calm voice,
"Clara, don't be scared. I won't do anything to you."