Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 777

Clara pressed her fingers to her forehead, trying to rub away the pain that stabbed behind her eyes. It just wouldn't let up, and she was starting to struggle to keep it together.

Charles watched her from the passenger seat, worry etched all over his face. He wanted to say something, but seeing how pale she looked, he held back.

That's when his phone buzzed. Griffin-his oldest brother.

This time, Griffin didn't bother with pleasantries. "What did you do at the Capital today?"

Charles's heart sank. So, Griffin had already heard about what happened at the Ferguson family's place.

"Uh, bro, I..."

Griffin's voice dropped as he set aside whatever he'd been looking at. "How many times have I told you? Stay out of trouble."

Charles mumbled a reply. Honestly, he was never really sure what Griffin considered "trouble."

"Mitch, it's time to come back. The Ferguson mess isn't your responsibility. I can hardly guess what the old man wants, and there's no way you'll figure it out either."

Charles hesitated, glancing over at Clara staring blankly out the window. He took a long breath. "Griffin, let me stay a few more days, okay? My sister-"

you're lonely, but if you need someone to hang

anyone said, no one else could take Clara's place in his heart. But Griffin always acted like he was just

stung for a second. But that wasn't like him—he shook it off almost immediately. "I'll come home another day," he said, then hung

the first time he'd

phone for a moment, then called Norman. "Aren't you still in Country Z? Go to the Capital,

foot still on the curb. “Mitch likes having fun, just let him be. You're going to

jaw tightened. He let out a slow breath. "You're one to talk. Compared to you, Mitch is

smirking a little. "Alright, alright. On another note, I finally got some info

two were going to be

was suddenly

obsessed with a girl he'd met at a masquerade in Country Z years ago. He'd

proposals just

didn't even know what she looked like. Everyone had been wearing masks that night. Norman always said it was the way she moved that got his attention. He'd tried to run after her for her

gave up and hung

in the car, Charles sat in silence. Ten minutes passed before he

what do you

eyelashes fluttered. "I want to

We'll go to Palm