Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 867

The scar-faced man reached over and scratched her chin. "Of course I know. But don't you get the feeling there's someone in this room tonight who doesn't

belong?"

May's brows knit together as she glanced over at the three people standing a little ways from the table.

Clara was already bracing herself to make a move when the boss suddenly spoke up. "Jules is someone important. I'm just curious-who's this person taking his place tonight?"

Clara let out a silent sigh of relief. So, the masked guy in front of her was he also a gatecrasher?

Her heart pounded. Could it be Dylan?

But the man's build was all wrong. If it were Dylan, she would've known instantly.

Just as she was puzzling it out, the man slowly took off his mask.

genuinely surprised, then frowned. "Jules? It really is

just touched his own

The old man warned us over and over-Dylan would do anything to get in. That kid means the world to

his voice rough. "Where's your best

the scar-faced man didn't bring it out. Instead, he stared at Jules. "Who hurt

I'll give you a billion. Sell

he stood up. "Alright, alright, Jules. Money's never

her chest, then shot Jules a half-playful, half-scolding

forward, and Clara

me to believe you didn't notice these two

turned to look

and Charles. "I don't

barely holding together. After a pause, he added I'm just here for the experiment. They've got nothing

look at his face-so pale and sharp-edged, almost sinister. Definitely not a good quy, and he looked seriously weak. No wonder he'd show up here

clue how dangerous this "experiment" might