Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 70

Clara's eyes were still glued to her phone. Suddenly, Simon snatched it away, his chest heaving with anger. "Who are you chatting with so intensely? I'm talking to you here! Are you blind? Someone's trying to pull a fast one on me."

Clara's face darkened as she held out her hand. "Give me back my phone."

Simon felt a pang of frustration. Her icy demeanor made it seem like he was the one clinging on. Hadn't it always been Clara chasing after him? Why did it feel like it this time? Panic flickered in his mind, but then he recalled how Clara had once been ready to jump into a river for him. Love doesn't just vanish overnight. She must've been faking indifference.

He smirked, raising the phone high. "Clara, this little act of yours is really something. Did you get someone to coach you? You've nailed it."

Clara almost rolled her eyes. Why was he so sure of himself? She snatched her phone back.

Clara must have used connections to get in. The

her family's wealth. She's known Mr. Simon since they were kids, so she gets all the perks. Otherwise, she wouldn't stand a chance.

another company. This manager had just seen Clara enter and was struck by her

only to drop them after a night. A cold glint flashed in her eyes as she replied, "Oh, her. She's new

lit up with excitement, as he pictured Clara's long legs. "Perfect. I'll wait by

couple of project leaders outside for the agricultural initiative. They want to have a word with you. It's the

of hands grabbed her, and a man

at him. The man staggered back, injured and furious. He grabbed Clara's hair, slamming her head against

"Let go of me!"

with others but not him. He grabbed a nearby vase and swung it at her head. If sober, he wouldn't have done this.