Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 199

When Clara got out of the car, Quinn had already driven off. She stepped into the elevator Quinn had just used, catching a strong whiff of lingering perfume. Clearly, Quinn had gone all out with her appearance today. Was she planning to see Simon?

A quick check on the office chat showed Simon hadn't been around for days. Their wedding was just ten days away, but neither seemed in a hurry to tie the knot.

Instead of heading to her desk, Clara made a beeline for Dylan's office to give him an update. But the office was empty-where had Dylan disappeared to? She quietly moved to the nearby lounge and was about to knock when she overheard his voice.

"I've got this under control. Don't do anything rash. She doesn't hate me as much as she used to, so let's not mess it up.

"I'm at a loss, always have been with her."

Clara paused, her hand hovering in mid-air, as she listened to Dylan's tired but tender tone. Who was he talking to, and who was this "she"? The only person he seemed to care for like that was Eden. Was he finally ready to let go of Shelly, his old flame, and choose Eden?

in the office. From there, she couldn't hear his

came out about ten minutes later and looked

figured out a way to

flipping through papers as if the project was no big

to say next. Her hesitation was broken by the sudden burst of

saw her, he was stunned. He rushed over and pulled her into a tight

breath and instinctively kneed him where it hurt. Having learned from past encounters, Simon quickly

death! Why didn't you call if you were okay? Why didn't you let the Bradfords know? Quinn's already getting a headstone

were heartfelt, coming from deep within. In Clara's recent

face, a memory of another similar face surfacing in her mind, though she couldn't quite

gently held her face. "Did you remember something? Clara,