Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 6

After finishing her meal, Clara hesitated for a moment before speaking up, "Could you lend me some money?"

Megan took a deep breath, "You spent two hundred grand on those cufflinks for Simon last week, and now you're saying you're broke?"

Clara sheepishly scratched her cheek. "I had to borrow money for the hospital bill yesterday. I'll pay you back eventually."

Megan transferred ten thousand bucks to her and gave her shoulder a reassuring pat. "Your family's been tightening the purse strings for ages, and you keep squirreling away every penny to buy gifts for Simon and butter up his relatives. Well, it's no use talking about it now. Consider it a gift. If you need a place to crash tonight, you're welcome here."

Clara felt a wave of gratitude wash over her.

She had decided to take a job at Ferguson Corporation, which meant she needed to grab her ID and other documents from her family's place.

house, she felt a bit uneasy and pressed the doorbell. A voice from inside called out, "Who

Didn't I tell you to make breakfast earlier? Why

at the tall, handsome guy standing in front of her, and

"Isn't there a housekeeper?"

forever, so why're you saying this? Isn't it your job to cook for the family? Even when you had a fever, you'd still cook for us. Mom would praise you, and you'd be thrilled for the rest of

pang in her chest

sat Quinn, Naomi,

coming to make breakfast this morning. Couldn't keep up the act, could you? Get to the kitchen. Your brother's starving. You really don't know how to be

lounging on the loveseat, smiled sweetly at her mom's words. "Clara, I want broccoli and shrimp. Go easy on the salt. I

to Naomi. "Mom, Dad, what

face lit up with a smile as she affectionately patted