Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 75

Chapter 75

Casey was thrown into a whirlwind of panic, his face turning ghostly pale. "Mr. Dylan, what are you doing? I came here as a friend to warn you about Clara, and this is how you thank me?"

In an instant, a sharp blade sliced through three of his fingers, drawing a scream from him as he convulsed in agony.

Dylan set his drink down, a trace of amusement dancing in his eyes. "So, tell me, what kind of person do you think she is?"

Casey quickly realized that Dylan was standing up for Clara. Everything was the opposite of what Simon had led him to believe!

His lips blanched as he tried to say something to calm this devil's fury, but before he could, he heard the chilling sound of a gun cocking.

Casey's pants were wet, and cold sweat was streaming down his face. "Mr. Dylan, I'm sorry. It's all a big misunderstanding, really. Those photos? They are fake. I didn't dare lay a finger on Clara. It was Jade who talked me into this, and Simon's no saint either."

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Four bullets tore into his leg, leaving him unable to scream. In his deepest pain, his body could only spasm, his voice caught in his throat.

Dylan's movements were deliberate yet graceful. "Go on."

beyond words. His legs were shaking,

now did he fully grasp

just as Simon had said, rarely lost his temper, but

marked Dylan's cheek. His long lashes fluttered

now a bloody mess,

gun to someone nearby, maneuvering his wheelchair toward the

the chamber, Richard's voice echoed. "Twelve bullets isn't your limit. That's

crossed, his outfit as bold as ever,

how long it took me to erase the surveillance footage? Now everyone's watching, thinking you'll be stuck in that wheelchair for life. Yet, in front of her, you don't hide anything. Aren't you worried she

Clara herself didn't realize that Dylan

a pristine white handkerchief, wiping the blood from his elegant fingers.

wondering if

eyebrow and let out a chuckle.

spine. She shivered and

from South Ashford, Addison had been singing Clara's praises, only to be met with ridicule, as no one believed her. Now, with

but she's hiding a kid from him. The guy's family is pretty well-off; he's even picked

outing. The kid was only nine and already a troublemaker. He was caught shoplifting and reprimanded by the store manager. He'd even groped a

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