Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 150

Colton was head over heels, constantly showering Quinn with praise and treating her like royalty. He never missed a chance to badmouth her so-called 'wicked sister' with pretty harsh words. Poor guy was so wrapped around her finger; it was high time he saw the real Quinn.

Clara sent off a text: [Quinn, I've got Clara. Wanna come? You can do whatever you want to do with her, it's your call. Just know, I'd do anything for you."

For Quinn, this was like hitting the jackpot! She wasted no time in throwing compliments Colton's way and dashed out in her car to meet him.

Clara had picked a construction site on the outskirts, with a small, well-lit bungalow. Quinn parked her car and headed in, already plotting how to deal with Clara.

When she swung open the door, there was Colton, tied up, along with two strange men in odd get-ups. She tried to backtrack and bolt, but the door slammed shut behind her.

Colton woke up with a cold splash of water, only to see Quinn facing a knife. He tried to jump up, but he was tied down.

face. "Colton, what's going

was in his car, next he was out cold. He had no idea who

two guys had wigs and masks, so Colton didn't recognize them as the ones

in disguise.

knife from the henchman, and slashed Quinn's arm. Blood trickled down and

"Aaah! Aaah!"

got an issue, take it up with me!

tears from the pain but didn't dare move, fearing for her life. She wasn't ready to kick

plead for mercy, Clara slashed her other arm. Both cuts were as long as a finger and looked terrifying; Quinn almost

a sheet, yelling, "Don't touch

to Quinn. She lowered her voice to a rough whisper.