Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 773

The old man raised his hand, about to strike again, but Clara darted forward and blocked him.

No one knew how she slipped past the men in black holding her back.

She crouched in front of Dylan, her hand gently cupping his cheek, eyes full of worry. "Does it hurt?"

Blood still stained the corner of his lips, but he managed a small smile and shook his head.

A wild, furious energy burned inside Clara. She wanted to scream, to lash out. "Alright. If being the heir makes you this miserable, then don't do it."

She tried to pull Dylan away, but suddenly a dozen men in black drew their guns, pointing them straight at her and Dylan.

Clara froze, her expression turning cold.

The old man's voice was quiet but deadly. "If he's not the Ferguson heir, he's not one of us. Outsiders can't enter the family crypt. If you try, you're asking to die."

Clara wanted to curse him-how could he be so utterly heartless?

But she couldn't take the risk. What if these men really fired? The old man had been cruel enough to hurt his own wife. Killing his son clearly meant nothing to him. All he wanted was a perfectly obedient heir-a pawn to move as he pleased.

Then she heard the old man say, "Dylan's already lost consciousness. Clara, do you even know what I gave him? Without the antidote in an hour,

registered the insult-her only concern was

really was about to pass

voice soft but urgent. "Dylan,

open, sweat pouring down his face. When he saw her, he managed a

glared at the old man. "What do you want from me? What will it take

don't get it? You have no choices today. Do what I say, and Dylan stays the

thought the old man doted on Dylan, always

anticipation, even excitement. Others were worried— Dylan was, after all, the best of

let go of Dylan and stepped

man, Looked at her with pure indifference. That's not your business. You have no right to meddle in Ferguson affairs. Besides,

doubt you believed it. Dylan hasn't been

something was off."

silent. She'd sensed something strange about Aaron showing up that day-now she realized

closed in on

heading out to greet the other families arriving for the memorial. "Take him to rest. Tell everyone

was forced out