Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 889

No one wanted to make the first move. Everyone was holding back, waiting to see what would happen next. But with Dylan still missing, things looked bad—really bad. If he were fine, there’s no way those two from the Ferguson family would be acting so cocky. They’d always just followed Dylan’s lead before.

Clara listened to all the gossip swirling around her and only now realized Dylan hadn’t gone back to Ferguson Corporation to handle things. What was he thinking? Was he really willing to let the whole company go under?

The moment she caught herself worrying about him, Clara forced herself to snap out of it. No use getting caught up in those thoughts.

Louella looked livid, holding her cheek with shaking hands as she glared at Clara. “Clara, I’ve never hated anyone as much as I hate you. Just wait—I promise, you won’t get away with this.”

Clara actually laughed, unable to help herself. “Oh? I’m curious, Ms. Louella. Someone who’s spent her life living off her family—how exactly are you going to make my life difficult? The Chester family’s main base is in North America, right? I doubt you have the reach to get rid of me just yet.”

Everyone nearby heard her, and they all thought she’d lost her mind.

Louella could taste blood in her mouth, her eyes burning red with rage. “Fine. You said it. Don’t come crying when you regret it!”

She’d just arrived in the Capital that morning, planning to make a splash at the party tonight—maybe stir up a little drama. Getting humiliated by Clara was definitely not part of the plan.

Louella stormed off, immediately dialing Griffin.

“Big brother, Clara hit me! You have to get revenge for me. I was so embarrassed tonight, I could die. If you don’t do something, I’ll go straight to Grandma!”

Grandma doted on Louella, but her health was fragile.

Grandpa adored Grandma too, and people said she’d been a real beauty when she was young. She’d had tons of admirers—even Walter from the Ferguson family had fought his own brother over her. The younger generation didn’t know the details, but Grandma had long since cut ties with the Fergusons. Her relationship with Grandpa was strong, but her health just kept getting worse.

“Louella, don’t be ridiculous. Grandma needs her rest. Don’t disturb her.”

Louella’s tears streamed down her face. “Then do something about it! Isn’t that dog of ours still in the Capital? Make him bring Clara to me—I want to slap that bitch until she begs, then make her kneel and bark like a dog for an hour! That’s the only way I’ll feel better. She hit me in front of everyone, then said the Chester family can’t do anything to her because we’re based in North America!”

Louella might have exaggerated, but it wasn’t far from what Clara had actually said.

Family honor was on the line, and Griffin’s expression turned cold.

Louella knew exactly how to push his buttons. “If you don’t believe me, just ask around. That’s what Clara said.”

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