Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run 50

Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run 50

Chapter 50 

Simon offered a respectful nod. Uncle Dylan.” 

Quinn echoed, Uncle Dylan.” 

Dylan’s eyes landed on their clasped hands, and he said in a cool and detached tone, Who said you could call 

me that?” 

Quinn hadn’t expected such bluntness, and her face flushed with embarrassment. But this was Dylan, the head honcho of Ferguson Corporation. Even if he wasn’t at his peak anymore, he was still a powerhouse no one dared to mess with

Quinn felt her cheeks burning, wondering why. Why was he always so cold towards her, both now and in the past? Wasn’t she attractive? Loads of people adored her, and her family showered her with affection. Even Simon’s friend, Colton, was head over heels for her

In her world, a little smile or a hint of vulnerability was all it took to have men eating out of her hand. Except for Dylan… 

Maybe it was her competitive streak, but the more aloof and selfcontained Dylan was, the more she longed to see him unravel for her

Just you wait,’ she thought. She’d have him wrapped around her finger sooner or later

Simon quickly pulled Quinn close, wrapping an arm around her waist, Uncle Dylan, my engagement to Clara is just on paper. She’s the one hanging on and refusing to let go. Quinn is mine, and one day, I’ll marry her.” 

There was a flicker of doubt in his voice when he said he’d marry Quinn because he had noticed Clara’s recent coldness towards him, which oddly intrigued him

Dylan turned away, his mood even frostier. When you nearly drowned, Clara saved you. You promised everyone you’d marry her.” 

Simon’s mind went blank for a moment as he recalled the real story behind his engagement to Clara. They’d been childhood friends, and their mothers were besties, but the engagement wasn’t a childhood pact. He had begged for it because Clara had saved his life

But over time, Clara’s unwavering kindness made her seem less special. He’d come to take her for granted, believing she’d never leave him. And she hadn’t

His thoughts were in disarray when Quinn’s soft, almost pitiful voice reached him, a whisper only meant for his 

ears

Simon, Uncle Dylan used to be so good to Clara. Do you think he might” 

That’s impossible!Simon shot back, a wave of unease washing over him. His expression turned serious. Quinn, don’t jump to conclusions. He’s never been interested in women. If he’s been nice to Clara, it’s just because of me.” 

Quinn’s eyes flashed with resentment, not willing to accept even a shred of Dylan’s kindness towards Clara. She wanted to snatch away anything Clara had

I was just thinking out loud,she muttered

Her gaze lingered on Dylan’s departing figure, her eyes brimming with greed. She could already see him putting her on a pedestal, and then, she’d toss him aside, play with his heart, and make him fret over her whims. Just the thought was electrifying

Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run

Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run

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