Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 54

Dylan's face was a blank slate as he wheeled himself away, clearly wanting to be anywhere but with Quinn.

Quinn quickly stepped behind the wheelchair. "Mr. Dylan, let me take you back."

Before she could even finish her sentence, a cold word sliced through the air. "Scram."

Quinn froze, thinking she must have misheard. She stood there, rooted to the spot, unable to react. It wasn't until the sound of the wheelchair faded into the distance that her anger began to bubble up, and her face flushed red. Her fists clenched, and her chest heaved with indignation. She'd never been treated this way before, and Dylan had the audacity to humiliate her like that!

On a night like this, he had run into her by chance and found themselves in front of the same painting. Wasn't he supposed to feel some kind of destiny or connection?

'Damn it! Dylan really doesn't play by the rules!' Quinn thought.

Seething, Quinn stormed back to her room. But as soon as she opened the door,

a man pulled her into a fierce embrace and kissed her passionately.

It was Simon.

Quinn thought about how Simon treated Clara indifferently but was so passionate with her, and her frustration melted away a bit.

"Simon, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"It's late. What were you doing outside?"

thought the moon looked especially beautiful

kissed her a little longer before carrying her back to bed. Ever since they had accidentally ended up together after a drunken night a year ago, they hadn't tiptoed around it, and

wandered over to the west wing, which is quite far from here. Simon, you should check on Clara in the morning.

twinge of discomfort

back. Clara had even saved his life once, nearly drowning in the process, and he'd never forgotten

through so much and only returned five

the Bradford family for years. Quinn had helped Clara escape back

she's always been wary of me

put yourself down. It was my mistake for drinking too much and slept with

she first came back to the Bradford family, everything felt

started doing things to win Simon's sympathy. Gradually,

Clara, and she nailed it. Not only Simon but everyone

Bradford family, she vowed to take

attention, finding joy in Clara's

but after ten minutes, there

bit startled, like a deer caught in headlights. "Uncle Dylan, you live across

Clara living just across from each

what do

up with

conspicuous and telling red marks on Simon's neck. Was he

the marks, pulled out his phone to call Clara, only

Dylan, can you call Clara