Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Colton was head over heels, constantly showering Quinn with praise and treating her like royalty. He never

missed a chance to badmouth her so-called 'wicked sister’ with pretty harsh words. Poor guy was so wrapped

around her finger; it was high the saw the real Quinn.

Clara sent off a text: [Quinn, I've got Clara. Wanna come? You can do whatever you want to do with her, it's your

call. Just know, I'd do anything for you."

For Quinn, this was like hitting the jackpot! She wasted no tin throwing compliments Colton's way and

dashed out in her car to meet him.

Clara had picked a construction site on the outskirts, with a small, well-lit bungalow. Quinn parked her car and

headed in, already plotting how to deal with Clara.

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When she swung open the door, there was Colton, tied up, along with two strange men in odd get-ups. She tried

to backtrack and bolt, but the door slammed shut behind her.

Colton woke up with a cold splash of water, only to see Quinn facing a knife. He tried to jump up, but he was tied

down.

Fear was all over Quinn's face. "Colton, what's going on? Didn't you say you had Clara?"

Colton was just as baffled. One minute he was in his car, next he was out cold. He had no idea who knocked him

out,

The two guys had wigs and masks, so Colton didn't recognize them as the ones he had hired.

The door swung open again, and in cClara and Scarlette, both in disguise. Scarlette didn't want to miss any

of the , so she tagged along.

Clara marched up to Quinn, snatched the knife from the henchman, and slashed Quinn's arm. Blood trickled

down and she screamed.

"Aaah! Aaah!"

Colton's heart was breaking. "What are you doing?! If you've got an issue, take it up with me! Don't hurt her."

Quinn was in tears from the pain but didn't dare move, fearing for her life. She wasn't ready to kick the bucket

yet; she still had plans to take over the Bradford family fortune and ruin Clara.

Just as she was about to plead for mercy, Clara slashed her other arm. Both cuts were as long as a finger and

looked terrifying; Quinn almost fainted from shock.

Colton was panicking, his face as white as a sheet, yelling, "Don't touch her! Don't hurt her!"

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Clara's face was hidden. She gave a sly grin and handed the knife to Quinn. She lowered her voice to a rough

whisper. "Alright, Mr. Colton's orders. Ms. Quinn, the knife is yours. Give Mr. Colton a few jabs, and maybe tonight

won't be so rough."

Quinn shook her head, crying, "No, | won't..."

Her cries melted Colton's heart even more, making him believe all his devotion was worth it. "Quinn, stab me.

It's okay, | can handle it. I love you, and I'll prove | love you a thousand times more than Simon!"

"Colton..." Tears streamed down Quinn's face, but inside, she was twisted with pain. Damn, it hurt so much.

But if she went ahead and stabbed Colton now and they got rescued later on tonight, Colton might not stick

around as her doting admirer.

Luckily, she knew how to play this game. Crying, she slowly moved toward Colton, knife in hand.