Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 106

Clara winced as her back ached from the impact, but she quickly pulled herself together. "I just got a bit turned around," she said, trying to sound casual.

Jackson immediately shot back, "You weren't just lost. You looked like you were sneaking around on purpose, trying to eavesdrop. Clara, I've told you before, if you see me, keep your distance, or I can't promise I won't lose my cool."

To emphasize his point, he brandished a gun and loaded a bullet with unsettling speed. A shiver ran down Clara's spine. Jackson was clearly off his rocker, bringing a gun to a place like this. Instinctively, she ducked behind the sofa where Dylan was sitting.

Dylan, with his fingers wrapped around a glass of whiskey, said calmly, "Jackson, put the gun down."

Jackson grimaced, grumbling as he set the gun aside, but his tone was still harsh. "Clara, get out."

Richard wasn't as extreme as Jackson, who seemed ready to escalate things. What had she done

he step in to stop Jackson? Her mind raced, and she quickly figured it might be thanks to Simon's influence. Swallowing

she was about to leave, Dylan spoke up again, "The guys outside are

Oh right, there were some men outside waiting to cause trouble for her. The presence of these three influential figures in the room kept them at bay. If she left now, she'd be walking right

she scanned the room for another way out. The room only

the edge of the sofa next to Dylan. It was a three-seater, and

but he noticed Dylan's expression, decided to hold back and switched to his own issues. "Dylan, when you guys head back, don't mention you

back home on Dylan's private jet, and hardly anyone knew he was back. Jackson had spent three years abroad, hoping the Dawson family