Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 50

Simon offered a respectful nod. "Uncle Dylan."

Quinn echoed, "Uncle Dylan."

Dylan's eyes landed on their clasped hands, and he said in a cool and detached tone, "Who said you could call me that?"

Quinn hadn't expected such bluntness, and her face flushed with embarrassment. But this was Dylan, the head honcho of Ferguson Corporation. Even if he wasn't at his peak anymore, he was still a powerhouse no one dared to mess with.

Quinn felt her cheeks burning, wondering why. Why was he always so cold towards her, both now and in the past? Wasn't she attractive? Loads of people adored her, and her family showered her with affection. Even Simon's friend, Colton, was head over heels for her.

of vulnerability was all it took to

the more aloof and self-contained Dylan was, the more she longed to see

you wait,' she thought. She'd have him wrapped around her

her waist, "Uncle Dylan, my engagement to Clara is just on paper. She's the one hanging on and refusing to let go. Quinn is mine,

a flicker of doubt in his voice when he said he'd marry

you nearly drowned, Clara saved you. You

as he recalled the real story behind his engagement to Clara. They'd been childhood friends, and their mothers were besties, but the engagement wasn't a childhood pact. He had begged for it because

over time, Clara's unwavering kindness made her seem less special. He'd come to

pitiful voice reached him, a whisper only meant for his