Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 771

But for the next few hours, she actually got some real sleep.

At six in the morning, a maid knocked on her door, announcing another call from the old estate.

Clara rushed through her routine and hurried downstairs. Dylan was already waiting, looking perfectly put together.

She grabbed a quick breakfast, then asked, "Is today going to be complicated?"

Dylan's face was calm and warm as he nodded.

Clara took a few extra bites and stuffed some bread into her bag for later-just in

case.

On the drive over, she stared out the window at the scenery flying by. "Do you think your grandfather's going to give you a hard time today?"

Ever since the fire at the temple, the old man had been eerily quiet. Clara had no clue what he was plotting, and the uncertainty made her uneasy.

She gave Dylan a worried look and said, "If they try to make you sign something unfair, promise you'll say no."

Dylan always handled the Ferguson family's pressure with such a cool head. Sometimes Clara worried he wouldn't stand up for himself.

He glanced at her, then looked back out the window, a faint smirk on his lips. "Yeah, I know."

Her eyes dropped to his hands-he was still wearing his wedding ring. He'd never once taken it off.

the old manor, the place was

Ferguson family's eyes on her-blank, cold, and full of a disgust they didn't even bother to hide, like she was something rotten they

her head down and pushed Dylan into

before the patriarch could say a word, Lucius

wife, Kayla, had just been kicked out by the Fergusons. Even

her here? Are you

make it out

truth about the fire stayed buried

He was dressed in black, his face totally unreadable- like he'd lost a

the late matriarch. After all those kids, all those years, he didn't shed a

and it meant nothing in the

even at the very end, the old lady hadn't seemed

debts

and gripped the wheelchair handles

tell the butler to tell you?

Obviously, "her" meant Clara.

didn't change. He just said, “Father, I told you before. Clara is

at him for a long moment, like he was finally

Go pay your last

family shrine was set up with white wreaths everywhere and the matriarch's

stand outside in the courtyard, pour wine on the ground, and bow to the memorial, to heaven

wasn't allowed inside. She could only

other women gathered around, watching her