Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 276

Clara couldn't help but chuckle, "Do you even know who Dylan is?"

Naomi blushed, realizing she had been caught up in Quinn's wild schemes, actually thinking Dylan might have an interest in Quinn. "I... I... Clara, please, Quinn is your sister after all. Can you check on her?"

Clara took a deep breath, glancing at Johnny, who was lying on the bed, looking anxious. "This is the last time. I'm not going to keep cleaning up messes for fools." Naomi's face flushed with embarrassment, but she kept quiet this time.

Clara quickly found out which hotel they were at and headed out, making a call to Dylan as she drove. Knowing Dylan's ruthless reputation, she was genuinely afraid that if she got there too late, Quinn might be in real danger. It was pretty clear Quinn had tried to drug him.

Dylan picked up, but his voice was urgent and shaky. "Clara..."

"Mr. Dylan, I'm on my way. Please, don't do anything to Quinn. The Bradford family will make things right. Just hold on."

I... I'm

this, it wouldn't just be her in hot water-the entire

Clara found Quinn curled up in the hallway, covered in blood and sobbing. Seeing Quinn alive was a relief; at least Johnny wouldn't have to deal

even sparing Quinn a glance, Clara pushed open the door, missing the sheer terror

stepped inside, a powerful

against the door, his lips crashing onto hers, his hands

shot through Clara, and she instinctively slapped him hard. The sound

head to the side, silent now, his movements halted. Clara's heart raced as she quickly

of incense lingered. Dylan leaned against

it's Clara. You're not yourself right now, but I know you're better than falling