Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 673

Charles went quiet. Whenever his big brother used that tone, it meant business.

If he kept pushing his luck, he'd probably be banned from the Chester family

estate for good.

A strange heaviness settled in his chest. It felt foreign. He never cared if everyone

over there hated him; honestly, he'd never given them a second thought. He could

have killed them all if he'd wanted-if anything, they should be grateful he hadn't.

Snide remarks, insults, gossip-none of it ever touched him. A butcher doesn't

care what the pigs in the pen are squealing about. He couldn't remember ever

feeling truly angry or hurt because of what someone said.

But right now? He actually felt terrible. Even the flower crown sitting on his head

felt like it weighed a ton.

"Hey, bro, you-"

He didn't get to finish. Suddenly, there was a huge commotion outside.

The manor gates collapsed, flattened under the weight of a dozen cars roaring

onto the property.

The cars screeched to a stop just beyond the garden, and Charles instinctively

tried to put himself between Clara and the chaos.

Then a man stepped out of one of the black cars-Dylan.

Dylan looked pale, almost sickly. The moment he spotted Clara, he lifted his hand

and waved her over.

"Come here."

out, looked at Dylan for a second, then

that?"

called "bro" in front of everyone gave Charles

embarrassment and pride.

glanced at Clara and immediately noticed

then looked up with

should be calling

were pure and clear. She turned to Charles and asked in

"Is that true?"

his lips together, not

car, crossed his arms and

your Atlantic shipping line? Didn't

you?"

talking sense into Charles was

the two eldest Chesters could

someone hadn't posted those night market photos online,

have shown

flash of murderous intent

Charles's eyes, but just

him

are these

you wanted to see?"

answer. His anger was simmering, but then

ringing again-another overseas call.

chance and hurried over to Clara. "Ms. Clara, he really is

should

forward, then turned back

frustrated. For the first time

up

said nothing,

stopped and looked back at

rushed forward, trying to

a sudden, dozens of guns aimed right at him. The

second