Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 892

Clara’s foot whipped toward Michael’s cheek, but Uno’s kick went straight for the throat—a move meant to kill.

He looked so innocent, so clueless. Just a few minutes ago, he’d been quietly stuffing his face, like a sweet, naive foodie who’d never seen much of the world.

Who would’ve guessed a foodie could be such a menace?

Clara shook her head. “Let’s go. No killing. We’re leaving.”

“Okay.”

Uno trailed behind her. As they headed for the door, he grabbed two plates of pastries from the side table and asked, “Want some?”

“No. If you like them, eat up.”

“Mhm. I really like it here. I want to come back.”

Their conversation drifted away on the breeze. If Michael wasn’t still sprawled on the floor, everyone might’ve thought they’d imagined the whole thing.

A new face, dangerous as hell. An old face, just as ruthless. Was this the real Clara?

Everyone glanced at each other, wide-eyed and speechless.

It wasn’t until Clara and Uno were long gone that the room seemed to come alive again.

Someone whispered, “Have you ever seen Clara fight? Those moves—she’s better than my family’s bodyguard.”

“I’ve never seen anything like it. No one ever said she was this tough.”

“I get the feeling… that was just a small part of who she really is. Otherwise, why would someone like Dylan fall for her…?”

The party buzzed with gossip for the rest of the night.

But even after Clara brought Uno home, she couldn’t shake her uneasy feeling.

Ryan let out a relieved sigh when he saw them walk in. “Clara, Charles left with Milo and Buddy.”

Clara froze, Louella suddenly on her mind.

She called Charles, but he didn’t pick up.

She figured he must’ve gone against Griffin’s orders and now couldn’t face her.

Her lashes lowered as her heart twisted with worry.

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