Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 690

His little sister was kind of clueless—there was no way she’d ever make the first move and call him.

He thought it over. That left only two other people, but both of them were trouble, not the type to reach out unless they absolutely had to.

He sighed, slumped back onto the couch, and waved his brother off. “Seriously, big bro, don’t worry about me. Go do your thing. I’m perfectly fine on my own.”

He barely finished the sentence when his phone buzzed.

Charles shot up so fast he was a blur.

There was this super secret number only his big brother and Mitch knew about. Usually, when that phone rang, it meant he was getting sent out on a mission.

But there hadn’t been any jobs lately. If anyone was calling now, it had to be his little sister.

He grinned, excitement lighting up his face, and gave the old shepherd dog next to him a pat on the head before answering.

“Hey, sis!”

Clara felt a wave of warmth at his voice. “Hey, are you busy?”

“Nope, not at all! When I’m not working, I’m just waiting for you to call. Why don’t you ever text me first? Is that husband of yours not treating you right? I told you, you should’ve picked Big Bro or Mitch instead. At least then, nobody would dare mess with you.”

Clara was genuinely touched. She knew how much his big brother and Mitch meant to him.

“You’re the best brother in the world.”

Charles beamed, unconsciously tugging out a handful of fur from the old shepherd. The dog just wagged its tail lazily.

Across the room, a man watched Charles’s happy expression, and his eyes grew colder.

He turned and walked back to his study, calling for the family doctor.

“When Charles was in Country Z, you’re sure that woman wasn’t some plant?” he asked.

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