Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 183

She was so caught up in it all that she nodded off without even realizing it.

Meanwhile, downstairs, Simon had decided to stick around for dinner. The chef was still hustling in the kitchen, and Naomi eagerly pulled Quinn aside, asking if she was happy with the wedding dress they picked out today.

Quinn didn't look too thrilled and forced a response. "It was alright, Mom. I'm not feeling too great. I think I'll head upstairs to rest. Call me when dinner's ready, would you?"

"Sure thing, honey. You look a bit under the weather."

Quinn got up and made her way upstairs. Once back in her room, she started pacing. Simon's earlier attitude toward Clara in the car really got under her skin. Her face twisted in frustration. She couldn't put it off any longer; she needed to act

now.

Grabbing her phone, she made another call. "Tomorrow, I'll have Ryan take Clara out. I've arranged for someone to kidnap her. I'll make the first move, and if Clara's luck holds, it'll be your turn next. One of us has got to succeed eventually."

The voice on the other end just gave a simple, "Hmm."

When dinner rolled around, someone went to fetch Clara, but she stayed knocked out in her room.

In the meantime, her phone buzzed with a call. As soon as she answered, Calix's voice came through. "Clara, Hugh's mom just showed up here, acting all crazy."

Clara snapped awake, her eyes sharp and alert.

If June was really acting erratic, how did she manage to find the hospital so fast?

could you please keep her there for now? I'll swing

genuinely unstable, Clara figured she'd let her stew for a bit-impatience

away on his computer. He glanced out

placing a few sleeping pills next to

his gaze, his

took a breath. "I tried calling Clara, but she didn't pick up. Heard she's back at

pills. He hadn't slept in two days and had deep

screen, then asked, "What do you think

spoke in riddles. "Not sure. Clara's always been pretty

reach his eyes. "She's not headstrong; it's her

indifferent enough to make promises easily, then smile as she twisted the knife

enough to say she'd

way and treated him

pinched a few sleeping pills, and they

headed to his bedroom and flopped onto the sofa. She'd lain there

always noticed someone else's crush on her but wasn't interested enough to call it out. It was brutally honest. Even without her past memories, she saw

towel she'd used, and draped it over himself. The sharp

phone buzzed with a familiar notification sound. He glanced

[Mr. Dylan, I just remembered something. Am I about to get

documents in Eden's

by with no

sat up in bed. She wasn't ready to leave Ferguson Corporation,