Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 723

Sweat broke out across Clara's forehead. Her lips quivered a little before she managed to say, "I'm not feeling well... I need to rest for a bit."

She barely made it back to the bed before collapsing onto it.

Dylan quickly stepped forward and grabbed her hand. "Clara?"

Clara's eyes fluttered open, dazed and unfocused. "Sorry, my head really hurts. Can we talk when I wake up?” Her voice was so gentle, it made something in Dylan's chest twist.

He stayed by her side, frozen for a moment, then slowly sat down, feeling like a criminal waiting for his sentence.

"Okay."

But Clara didn't just fall asleep—she passed out, and didn't wake up until the next day.

Charles was getting anxious. Every time he tried to enter the master bedroom, he was blocked at the door.

Still that same man in black.

"I'm warning you-don't think I won't hit you. I just don't want any trouble. Don't push your luck. You're really not my match."

He was actually holding back; if he really hurt one of Dylan's men, his sister might actually get mad at him.

Charles thought he was the best brother in the world-always keeping Clara

confidence had skyrocketed. Now he was convinced every swing of his sword was movie-level cool. Anyone who didn't appreciate him

sister said he was

thinking about it made him feel pretty pleased with

hadn't eaten in two days, and

called again. The old man's patience had finally run out-he was probably already

was about to knock when he

the hall and saw that Walter

was there too, her face written

rushed downstairs, instructing the staff to get tea ready

see Dylan, waited until yesterday, and

to lose his temper, but now the Warren family had sent people over, demanding to know what was going

she'd leave after all this, but she hadn't-thanks to Simon leaking those photos. Now Tara's reputation was in pieces. The entire

anything, how was Tara supposed to show her

matriarch's treasure, raised with every bit of care- how was she supposed

was the Ferguson family who'd leaked the photos, they owed the Warrens

Dylan nowhere to be seen, Walter slammed his teacup down on the table.

twitched.