Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 86

Her eyes sparkled with a mischievous glint, like a match igniting in a fireworks factory. Simon, fuming, shot to his feet and stormed over to her. "Who are you chatting with? Look at you laughing so heartily. Have you forgotten who you are?" He reached for Clara's phone, trying to snatch it away.

Clara deftly dodged, her expression turning calm once more. "Ada, you see how your son behaves, right? He's too unstable, and I can't have a husband like that. This engagement must end. I'm skipping this dinner. Best wishes to him and Quinn." With that, she stood, clutching her phone.

Simon clamped a hand on her shoulder, forcefully. "Clara, look me in the eyes and say that again!"

Clara winced at the pain, suddenly aware of the power imbalance between them. Frowning, she shoved him away. "Simon, maybe you should take a look at Quinn's face."

Simon turned as if struck, quickly glancing at Quinn. Quinn stood a few steps away, struggling to maintain a smile despite the cups she held. Her face turned ashen. "Simon, don't worry about me. Whatever you choose, I'll support you."

Simon's face darkened further, retreating a few steps.

what are you thinking? Do you want Quinn or Clara?" Her tone was sharp, irritated both by

of the heart. Just days ago, Simon would have chosen Quinn without hesitation.

tension mounted, Nate's voice echoed from the doorway. "Hey, Simon, Clara,

his eyes fell on Clara, he found it hard to look away. Clara was stunning, captivating every man's attention. He'd missed

rushed to greet him. "Nate, what brings you here?!" Her face lit up with joy as she ushered him inside. "Come in, have a

to drag this out. Let's clear the

his sister, whispering so only they could hear. "Clara's been acting up lately like she's possessed. You can't control her, but look at Simon's eyes- I'm worried he'll fall for her and regret it later. Why not set her up with me instead? If she can't be

her brother. Hearing Nate's proposal, she

doesn't want her, why

I'll talk

oblivious to their conversation, unaware she was being

the role of the kindly elder. "Clara, let's get dinner first and