Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 672

Chapter 672

The next morning, a whole crew of workers showed up on the rooftop, hauling up

heavy crates packed with sparkling gemstones.

Clara couldn't believe something she'd mentioned offhand had gotten so many

people moving.

Right then, she was in the garden, picking fresh flowers and weaving them into a

crown for Charles.

Once again, Charles was putty in her hands. Around her, he couldn't stop smiling;

it was almost embarrassing how easily she could make him happy.

"Oh, come on, what am I supposed to do with a flower crown? I'm a guy," he

complained—though his hands said otherwise as he slipped it right onto his head.

Clara laughed, gently straightening the crown. "You look best with it, Charlie."

He raised an eyebrow, grinning with pride. Suddenly, he wanted to make one for

her, too.

But his hands, so steady when it came to rough things, were totally useless with

something this delicate. After half an hour, he still couldn't get it right. Sweat was

running down his forehead as he struggled, just as the doctor came rushing in,

looking panicked.

"Dylan's here!"

The half-finished crown dropped from Charles's hands. His smile disappeared in

an instant.

with him. They're both

not here for a chat. The

Ms. Clara over. Finish the job

to make

but his mood crashed. His eyes

anger simmering just

crown

say a word. He just wanted to get

way.

in front of him, looking

because you can't make the crown? I can teach

answer when the doctor handed him a phone.

your brother."

He knew

everything.

doctor just sighed, helpless. They were

things fall apart now.

up the phone.

voice came through,

and businesslike. "Charlie, don't

what you promised. I'll

way about everything

you made a deal.

to see her, you can

later."

lips tight,

brother must

his

say you

in Country Z longer? I'll

see if he'll make

do

one doubted what

of. If he really snapped,

and

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