Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 730

Eli shifted nervously, trying to stand, but got kicked right back down.

He knelt on the floor, stubbornly tilting his chin up. "What's so funny? What drugs are you even talking about? Dylan, don't try anything stupid-Clara's got my back. If anything happens to me, she'll make you pay."

Dylan stood up, his dress shoe pressing slowly onto Eli's hand.

Humiliation and anger flared across Eli's face. "Just you wait! I swear, one day I'll get you for this!"

Dylan didn't even bother replying. Instead, he glanced at Seth, who'd been silent this whole time.

From day one, Seth hadn't said a word—just sat there, looking like he'd already accepted his fate.

Funny thing about quiet guys: they're usually the ones you have to watch out for. The loudmouths are always the easiest to handle.

Eli kept spitting threats, totally missing the quick, meaningful look that passed between Seth and Dylan.

One cold and empty.

The other, thoughtful.

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stepped out of his study and nearly collided with someone

rehab

thinking he must've misheard. "What

and now she's

had run quietly for over a decade. Now, out of nowhere, the cops

"Who did it?"

clue. The security footage from that night's gone-completely

Lasked around; this case

huge,Sir. Some big-name

hour, tops,

The only thing that had changed lately was Clara, and she was the one who'd gotten

night he sent a dozen men to grab her brother and finish her off, not one of them came

rehab center was gone. He

How could she possibly pull all of

of everything going smoothly, he was suddenly tripping up at the

booking a ticket out of the

"Uncle, why is Clara still

PouT

some nobody without connections. I'll leave a few people behind to help you look into her. For now, don't confront her