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

she asked, sweet

she was a natural at

on the spot.

“Alright.”

face. He was about to agree

him. The family doctor piped up, “Young master,

you. You’ll have to

by

make him feel better. “It’s okay. You can always come

Capital.”

started to walk away, then hesitated and

for the helicopter are almost done—I’ll

the big guys with you too. Remember

If anything happens,

nearly choked. The “big guys” were Charles’s

eldest and Mitch

even thought about taking the dogs, they’d

their trouble.

meant more to him than his

he was handing them over to Clara—a woman he’d

days—and he didn’t

you,” Clara said gently.

with if

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

find you.”

and gave

back every few steps,

could barely stand

drawn-out goodbye. If

know that Charles

romance

his dogs,

killed him on

spot—several times over.

before Dylan could say a word, Clara was already sliding into

“Come on,

all his frustration

inside