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?"

moon looked especially

carrying her back to bed. Ever since they had accidentally ended up together after a drunken night a year ago, they

west wing, which is quite far from here. Simon, you should check on Clara in the morning. She came all the way to South Ashford out of spite, probably because she heard I

but he felt a twinge of discomfort when he recalled his uncle's words

been close in the past. Clara liked him, and he liked her back. Clara had

She'd been through so much and only returned five

living in luxury with the Bradford family for years. Quinn had helped

chest. "Simon, I don't want things to get ugly between me and my sister. I know she's always been wary of me and thinks I've taken everything from her. I can understand her, and she genuinely likes you. I often

my mistake for drinking too much and slept

first came back

it and started doing things

Clara, and she nailed it. Not only

returned to the Bradford family, she vowed to take everything Clara held

the attention, finding joy in

knocked on her door, but after ten minutes, there

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

uncle and Clara living just across from each other? That uncomfortable feeling crept up

what do you

up. She messed up with those orders that couldn't be shipped, and

Was he really here to

pulled out his phone to call Clara, only to

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