Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 182

"Clara, leaving Ferguson Corporation was the best move. I told you, Dylan's not exactly Prince Charming. Maybe he only gave you that promotion because he was interested."

As Simon wrapped up, Quinn burst out laughing. "You really think Dylan's into her?"

Shen even teared up from giggling too hard. "Simon, did I ever mention the time I ran into Dylan? When Clara's name came up, he looked so unimpressed. People even asked him about her, and he said, 'She's not all she's cracked up to be.""

That line, "not all she's cracked up to be," hit hard, especially since Clara's reputation was infamous around the Capital. Everyone knew her as Simon's keen admirer.

Quinn's laughter mellowed a bit, maybe to keep from losing her cool. "But Clara, don't take it too hard. Dylan's like that with all women."

That didn't make Clara feel any better.

The car rolled to a stop outside a flower shop, and Simon pointed it out.

After graduation, you got me flowers here, and we took our graduation photos together. I made you a

glanced at Quinn, noticing her sour look, and couldn't help

it was a big deal to give the second button of your uniform to someone special. I wanted yours, but your uniform got stolen,

about high school. A time before Quinn joined the Bradford family when things were less

voice was flat as

gripped the steering wheel. "I thought a trip back to our old

as he finished, Quinn chimed

chest heaved with anger, her

then that he'd just been wedding

could feel Quinn's seething resentment. Her anger

the Bradford estate, Clara skipped the small talk and headed straight to her room. There was a spot under her bed she hadn't checked, and she hoped for

the bed. Frustrated, she hit the nightstand, which triggered a secret compartment

few cards. The handwriting wasn't hers; it was a