Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 647

Tara had to summon every bit of self-control she had not to burst in and drag the two of them apart.

She stepped back, quietly closed the door to the suite, and through the shrinking gap, she caught a glimpse of Clara’s flushed face—Clara tried to turn away, but he firmly cupped her chin, pulling her back for another kiss.

The door finally clicked shut. Tara stood outside, half hidden in the darkness, her expression as cold and fierce as a thunderstorm.

Just then, Flynn stepped out from the neighboring suite. He saw Tara standing there, spaced out, and came over.

“Tara, why aren’t you going in?”

Her face quickly smoothed into something normal. “Uncle, when you said you’d help me, did you really mean it?”

It was only then that Flynn noticed her red eyes, the way she looked like she might cry at any second.

When his sister was dying, she’d made him promise to take care of this niece of his.

He reached out, pulling her close, and led her down the hall to another suite. “What’s wrong? Tell me what happened.”

Tara bit her lip, that scene with Clara replaying in her mind, and finally spilled everything.

Flynn sat her down, pulled out a tissue, and handed it over. “Don’t cry.”

Tara dabbed at her eyes, then tilted her head back, trying to steady herself.

She’d always thought she was confident enough—thought she could take down Clara without even trying. But tonight proved she’d underestimated her.

Flynn watched her calm down so quickly, and a spark of admiration flashed in his eyes. “I’ll figure something out. I’ll be in Capital for a while—if anything’s wrong, just come to me.”

“Thank you, Uncle.”

Tara wasn’t the type to drown in her own misery. Once she got herself together, she started telling Flynn everything she knew about Clara.

Meanwhile, next door, Clara felt like she was about to drown.

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