Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 30

Clara had just settled into her new apartment, ready to relax, when her phone buzzed with a notification from the office group chat. She was curious and opened it, only to find her colleagues gossiping about her. Someone had snapped a picture of her from behind.

[Why is Clara staying at a hotel?]

[She probably has a date tonight. Doesn't she have a lot of guys around her?]

[She only got into the company because of Mr. Simon.]

Clara raised an eyebrow, realizing they had forgotten she was in the group. She quickly typed a response. [I have a lot of guys around me? News to me.]

The chat had been buzzing with speculation about how many times Clara might have cozied up to Simon to get into Ferguson Enterprises. It went dead silent at her unexpected message.

Clara directly tagged the person who had taken her picture. [Never stayed at a hotel in your life?]

related chat, it might have disbanded from sheer embarrassment.

therapy. Clara had recently bought a new house. Although she ordered some items online,

$2 million house, her smile wavered for a moment. "Clara, weren't you

eyeing a lamp. "Do you have anything more

"Right this way."

purchased a lamp, left details of her address, and arranged for it to be delivered. Megan trailed behind, watching

the money? Or someone

arranged for their delivery. She was excited about settling into her new home. "Neither. It's a long story. Want

forced a smile. "Sure, I've

As Clara passed a designer handbag

then an excited voice called out, and someone grabbed her wrist. "Clara! It's been ages. Get me this bag, will

her forties, well-kept but with a calculating glint in her eyes. Clara frowned, gently removing the woman's hand.