Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 674

Charles lowered his gaze and took off the flower crown from his head. He walked

over to Clara, wanting to put it on her.

But Dylan moved faster—he cut in between them and grabbed the crown right out

of Charles’s hands, tossing it aside without a second thought.

The tension in the air was razor-sharp, so intense it made everyone freeze.

Except for Richard, no one even saw how quickly the two of them exchanged

blows.

Charles had pulled a dagger, aiming straight at Dylan. But Dylan blocked it with

the flower crown he’d just picked up, like it was nothing.

Clara looked down, surprised to find the flower crown in her own hands. When did

she even pick that up? Her eyes darted from Charles to Dylan, trying to make

sense of it all.

Dylan didn’t look fazed at all. He knew exactly how dangerous Charles could be—

he was practically famous for it.

Clara’s voice was soft and a little confused. “Big brother, why are you two

fighting?”

Charles pressed his lips together and slid the dagger away. “Just be good to my

sister, that’s all.”

He’d barely finished speaking when Clara grabbed Dylan’s hand and looked up at

him. “Babe, can’t my brother come with us to the Capital?”

Dylan frowned, about to say no, but before he could get the words out, Clara

a warm kiss

she asked,

was a

argument Dylan had vanished on the spot. Instead, he just

“Alright.”

face. He was

doctor piped

talk to you. You’ll

faded, replaced by a

okay. You can

Capital.”

started to walk away, then hesitated and came back. “I’ll be there

for the helicopter are almost done—I’ll

leave the big guys with you too.

anything happens,

The “big guys” were Charles’s two

world. Even the eldest and Mitch

thought about taking the dogs, they’d get a

their trouble.

him than his

like that, he was handing them over to Clara—a

for a few days—and he

Clara said gently. “I’m afraid you’ll

play cards with

red. “Clara, wait for me. Promise you’ll wait for me

find you.”

nodded and gave him a bright

away, turning back every few

could barely stand listening

long, drawn-out

know that Charles

about romance

about his dogs,

him

spot—several times over.

Dylan could say a word, Clara was already sliding into

him. “Come

all

were inside