Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 835

Dylan glanced at him for a few seconds, then looked away, totally uninterested. "Never seen him before."

Clara was even more confused. Never seen him before?

Then why was this guy so scared of him?

Grayson tried to put on a brave face, but he was still kneeling on the ground, frozen with fear.

Clara saw how rattled he was and couldn't help herself. "Why don't you drag those bodies a little farther away and take a breather before coming back in?"

Grayson was out of the cave in a flash, practically crawling on his knees—faster than a snake.

Clara heard the noise outside and figured he was moving the bodies. She leaned back against the wall, settling in for a little rest.

After dragging the corpses about a hundred meters away, Grayson hovered at the cave entrance, not daring to step inside again.

without a plan, he

then, he was just tagging along, betting on matches-basic strategy, really, since Clara

won twenty million. He got so

wore a mask. No one could see his

bet on the

looked puzzled, like she had no clue who the

this guy come from? He wasn't on

just walk away-not when he was so close to winning that kind of money. He waited until the masked guy left the ring and then snuck backstage, hoping to bribe him

someone grabbed

man's grip was like steel, his eyes cold and emotionless.

this guy? When he got a closer look at the man's fight gear and

been sucked out of the room. Grayson could barely

threw him against the wall. Pain shot through his whole body, and he scrambled backward,

I just met her tonight! I only bet the same way she did. I only found

to hang out with. No way did he expect to run into this