Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 719

Emily looked a little surprised for a second, but her face quickly hardened as she took care of the rest without a word.

When she handed the gun back to Clara, Clara just took it and gave her a reassuring pat on the shoulder.

"Don't forget to find Ryan when you get to the Capital."

"Got it."

This time, Emily's answer was firmer, full of resolve.

Clara turned to Charles, a faint smile on her lips. "We're heading out."

Charles nodded, called for Milo and Buddy, and the two of them-dogs in tow- made their way toward the helicopter.

Charles was humming, hands behind his head, a piece of grass between his teeth.

Clara shot him a sideways look. "Why are you in such a good mood?"

He grinned, eyes bright. "Why wouldn't I be? I'm usually out there doing all the dirty work by myself-no backup, no one to watch my back. Turns out you're amazing. Maybe we can team up more often?"

Clara smiled, about to agree, but something flashed through her mind. She stopped in her tracks, distracted.

Charles was still humming when he noticed she'd stopped. He frowned. "What's up?"

But before she could answer, Clara clutched her chest, her face going pale. "It's nothing, maybe just—”

She didn't finish. Charles rushed over to steady her, but she collapsed, unconscious.

Panic shot through him. "Clara!"

got her into the helicopter as fast as he could,

he went straight to Palm Bay and

your doctor? Somebody get a

Bay was Dylan's place-wasn't

the staff just kept their distance, eyeing

to Dylan, right? That makes her your lady of the house. Get a doctor-now. If anything happens to

one of the staff recognized

gotten word ten minutes ago that the special helicopter was

one had tried to stop

had

Charles this

came, he

things.

Bay. She seems to have fainted.

stiff at his side. Was his mind playing

"Clara?"

staff sounded puzzled.

sir. Some man we don't know brought her in. He has two big

supposed to be secure, but this stranger

and immediately headed for

going, and there were important

a private room with

Ferguson family overseas. Tryone

everyone had gathered in the

saw Dylan

old man set his teacup down with a stern look. "Where are you