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.

was the best brother in the world-always

skyrocketed. Now he was convinced every swing of his sword was movie-level cool. Anyone who didn't appreciate him just didn't know what they were looking at-they probably needed to get

all, his little sister said he

it made him feel pretty

in two days, and the old family estate

The old man's patience had finally run out-he

about to knock when he

the hall and saw that Walter

old lady was there too, her face written all over with

downstairs, instructing the staff to get tea ready for

way just to see Dylan, waited until yesterday, and still, Dylan never showed. She'd

now the Warren family had sent people over, demanding to

leave after all this, but she hadn't-thanks to Simon leaking those photos. Now Tara's

said anything, how was Tara supposed to show her

treasure, raised with every bit of care- how

who'd leaked the

his teacup down on

twitched.