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.

man looked genuinely surprised, then frowned. "Jules?

man just touched his own throat,

you're not Dylan. The old man warned us over and over-Dylan would do anything

voice rough. "Where's your

Instead, he stared at

I'll give you

he stood up. "Alright, alright, Jules.

her chest, then shot Jules a half-playful, half-scolding look. "Come with

forward, and Clara and Charles

the scar-faced man called out, "Jules, you're sharp. You want me to believe you didn't notice these two sneaking in? Why are you bringing

stopped and turned to

Charles.

I'm just here for the experiment.

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