Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 712

Chapter 712

Clara got to her feet, her mind replaying flashes of the first time she'd met Charles. Strangely, though, in all those scattered memories, the person she'd grown closest to in recent days was missing.

She looked over at Charles and grinned. "Bro, are we going or not?"

To Charles, Clara could never be anything but adorable. As long as she still called him "brother," she was the best little sister in the world.

"Of course we're going!" Charles put on a dramatic pout. "I brought the helicopter, you know-the one you said should be covered in jewels? I actually did it! And you're not even going to compliment me? I'm heartbroken!"

When Clara and the others stepped outside, they were nearly blinded by the helicopter waiting for them. Under the glow of the setting sun, the diamonds encrusted on the chopper sparkled like crazy.

Clara couldn't help but rub her eyes. "We're really... taking that thing?"

"Obviously! Isn't it awesome?" Charles asked, suddenly sounding a little unsure.

Clara's lips twitched as she headed for the helicopter. "It's gorgeous. Anything from you is the best."

Ryan, watching all this from the side, felt a weird pang in his chest. Why were Clara and this guy so close? Who was he, anyway?

He drew in a breath, just about to follow them, when Clara stopped him. "Emily's coming with us. Ryan, you stay here."

Ryan froze, his face going pale. He looked down. "Are you worried I'll hold you back?"

"Just go home, Ryan. I'll come find you

word. He

mad, you know. Aren't you going to

her eyes distant.

with two huge dogs, doing her best to make herself as small as possible. The dogs took up so much space that she had to keep her knees pressed tightly together,

and the blood still on the dogs'

the fiery sunset, her eyes catching the last

are you feeling okay?"

really. I feel kind of off, like I'm a machine that keeps short-circuiting. One minute I'm fine,

watch

sunset, lost in thought. It wasn't just

*

birthday banquet was already

from the front gates all the way to the main entrance of the mansion. Walter was dressed in a bright red traditional suit, mingling with other elders and

clustered together, sticking

partners and rivals worked

but everywhere you looked, the atmosphere was dignified and

waved him over. "Dylan,

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