Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 105

It had to be about Shelly's tragic fate. Clara couldn't remember anything, and had no way to defend herself. Jackson looked like he wanted to say more, but then he noticed Dylan's wheelchair already a few meters ahead and hurried to catch up.

Clara stood there, chilled to the bone. Once they were out of sight, she finally shook herself into action, determined to get to the bottom of this Dawson family business. But instead of finding Simon, she ran into a group of drunk men around a corner.

These guys were all big and brawny, and they immediately blocked her way. "Hey, beautiful. Why's a pretty lady like you all alone? How about hanging out with us?" one of them slurred, grinning.

Two others joined in, reaching out towards Clara, their intentions as clear as day. Clara frowned, instinctively stepping back, only to hear footsteps echoing behind her. More unfamiliar faces appeared, making a total of six men. All eyes were locked on her.

a panic, she flung open a nearby door and found a private room beyond that could offer a potential escape. She dashed inside, running several meters until she was sure no one was following. Still puzzled, she suddenly caught Richard's voice drifting through the

these years, and you're still holding on? Maybe it's time you looked for someone new. What are you

hear Dylan's reply. He tapped his fingers lightly on his wheelchair, his gaze

"I find her pretty ordinary, to be honest. Not sure

that matters," Dylan replied, his voice

feeling frozen in place. She'd always seen Dylan as the logical, almost aloof type. Discovering he

to leave, only for the door to suddenly swing open, and