Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 704

The old man's words hung in the air, and no one dared move. The whole room was silent-except for Kayla, whose face had turned ghostly pale. Among all the calm faces, she stuck out like a sore thumb.

He'd been around the block enough times to spot guilt when he saw it. His voice was cold and sharp. "Say it yourself. If you confess, maybe I'll go easy on you."

Kayla had always been invisible in the Ferguson family—kind to the staff, respectful to the elders. No one would've ever guessed she'd do something so outrageous.

She lowered herself to her knees, tears filling her eyes.

“Dad, I didn't have a choice. My oldest son died and none of you even cared. Today is your eightieth birthday, and Aaron couldn't make it. I've spent all these years doing everything for this family, always following the rules. But how could you all be so heartless? If you'd just let Aaron come home today, I wouldn't have said a word."

She was crying so hard her whole body shook.

The old man took a deep breath, his mind racing with more urgent matters. "What did you use?"

He needed Dylan to get better, fast. The Chester family from North America was coming tonight, and as the heir, Dylan had to host them himself.

out a bitter laugh. "I don't even know what it was. I just

turned to Tara. "Was

brought the soup at just the

maybe now he could bring

with tears, her face the

the best upbringing, trained in etiquette since she was a child— she'd never do something like this! That's enough. Tara, let's go.

shook as she looked over at him lying in bed. She

the soup-it was in the incense in the ancestral hall. Anyone who went in would be affected. But if you drank the seafood soup within half an hour, it would cancel out the drug. Dylan is allergic to seafood, isn't he? I made Tara bring the medicine

Clara, then Kayla would make sure

he wouldn't care. But if she could break his heart that would be real revenge.

old man actually felt a pang of regret. Tara's sobs broke the silence

stunned. Tara's head was bowed, but her back was ramrod

me? But I love Dylan. Even if it's just for one night, I don't care. After

by pretending to give up—anyone would be moved