Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 101

The butler leaned in a bit, lowering his voice, "The cameras over at Moonlight are pretty spotty. We didn't catch anyone on them."

Nobody in the city really knew who owned Moonlight. The mysterious owner had never shown their face, but everyone knew it was a goldmine, and no one dared to stir up trouble there. It was the go-to spot for the city's elite.

Even though Walter had the means to squeeze information out of Moonlight, he thought it was beneath him. This was just a petty squabble among the younger crowd, and getting involved in such a trivial mess would be undignified.

He took a deep breath, clamping down on his anger. "Let's move up Simon and Quinn's wedding and sweep this whole thing under the rug."

Simon and Quinn's wedding plans were already in motion, but the Bradford family had set Clara up for a different arrangement. With Walter's directive, Quinn and Simon's wedding was suddenly slotted for the end of the month, which was originally Clara's wedding date.

Quinn was over the moon, gently patting her belly. "Mom, what about Clara and Nate?"

Clara was supposed to marry Nate, but now Quinn's wedding was taking priority. If Clara managed to dodge that bullet, Quinn wouldn't be happy.

over to Nate's? She's been acting out too

worry, once your wedding's

her grin widening at the thought of Clara being stuck with someone like

wedding, Clara. Thanks for picking such a great husband for me all

message and simply

as upset as she should be. She called Clara

Quinn sat on the couch, gripping her phone tightly, and fired off another text. Quinn: [From the day I came back to the Bradford family and saw you in that dress next to Simon, I knew you two had no future. Clara, you'll never measure up to me. Everyone around you will choose me, and they'll all turn their backs

now that the wedding date was moved up. She was on the brink of

had been tailing Clara the night before, and knew she had hung around Moonlight for quite a while.

a hand in what happened

the chaos at home that morning, he couldn't shake the thought of Clara from the previous night. He rushed over, desperate

the door, her voice calm behind it. "Do you really think I could pull something

"Clara!"