Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 155

"Clara, you know her brother, right? Spill the beans-is it true she was adopted? And is Mr. Dylan into her?"

Clara topped off her cup with a smile. "Honestly, I don't know."

As she was about to leave, she caught some snarky comments floating her way.

"Oh, please. She's pretending not to know just so she doesn't tick off Eden."

"Exactly! Everyone knows she's still trailing after Eden's brother."

"She's living her life with no pride, all this for a guy-it's just sad."

Clara paused, turned around with a sweet smile, and eyed them. "Chit-chatting on

huh? Should I let Mr. Dylan know and

turned white as sheets, and they

was still simmering as she sat at her desk, trying to shake off the irritation. Just then, Eden waltzed out of the office,

for Clara to react. Clara kept her cool,

yourself, but you're still just a pushover," Eden sneered, rolling her eyes. "Oh, and by the way, I'm having dinner with Dylan tonight. Just thought I'd mention that your little tricks won't work on Simon or Dylan. You're only good enough

held high. The others whispered among themselves, but Clara ignored them, bending down to

her corner, and Clara knew better than to stir the pot.

line from the

filled with the sweet aroma of cakes, a stark contrast

the untouched, delicate pastries until Dylan

that earlier issue, do you think we should take another

she found herself moving closer almost without