Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 100

On the other side of the room, Clara was still struggling. Simon was firmly gripping

her wrist. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't shake him off.

Simon had this obsessive need; he wouldn't rest until he saw the heartbreak in

Clara's eyes.

"Let go of me!"

In a swift move, Clara kicked him right where it hurt the most.

Simon doubled over instinctively, his face turning as pale as a ghost from the pain. "Clara!"

She backed away a few steps, but instead of making a run for it, she headed straight for the suite where Michael was staying. She couldn't forget why she came here tonight.

Sonya hadn't called her yet, which probably meant things went according to plan.

around the suite for about an hour, only leaving after she saw Sonya helping a wobbly Michael

morning, as soon as she was up, Clara texted Ada from an unknown number,

received countless messages like this over the years and usually brushed them off without a second thought. As long as she held the title of Mrs. Ferguson, Michael's escapades

popped up in her messages.

that he did it with her sister. Sonya hadn't really kept up with her looks, so how did he even find her

called Michael,

her short-sighted persona. "Sorry, Ada,

a moment, then rage took over

private suites upstairs,

strict privacy rules, so she stood outside, banging on it furiously. The commotion quickly

image, but she couldn't care less today. She couldn't stomach the thought of her despised sister, Sonya, being with her

their social circles. Affairs were an open secret among the wealthy. Couples kept up appearances at home

"Sonya! Open the door!"

the night before.

a stranger wasn't new to Michael, but when he realized it was Sonya, he hurriedly put on his glasses. His expression