Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 250

She took a deep breath and softened her tone.

"I'm heading out to grab those matching mugs and slippers right away. Just give me an address, otherwise, how am I supposed to track you down later?"

Z, surprisingly quick this time, rattled off an address. It was pretty out there, almost like the back of beyond, outside the city limits.

Clara did a bit of sleuthing online about the place and found it was surrounded by rundown factories, looking all deserted and bleak.

Her heart twinged. Had he been working in the shadows all this time and still couldn't afford a decent place?

She kept her thoughts to herself, simply saying she'd swing by that evening.

It had been ages since she'd hit the shops, so she arranged a mall meet-up with Megan.

Megan was game, and they met up at the shopping center.

While wandering through the luxury section, Clara's eyes landed on an eye- wateringly expensive pair of slippers-two grand a pair, and they were a matching

set.

Megan, all dolled up for their outing, whistled softly when she saw them.

"Clara, don't you think that's a bit steep?"

Clara reached for the slippers, but someone else's hand swooped in faster, followed by a mocking voice.

even think about these. They're not for those who'd

see Eden

with a hat, a braid, and dark sunglasses, looking every inch the

she sneered, giving the slippers a

And your friend here, she looks like she waits tables somewhere. Even if you can buy this stuff, I wonder

her lip, her

keeping her cool

isn't that

the slippers at Clara, hitting her head, making

Quinn cry every day, drove her into depression. And at Ferguson Corporation, you dared to throw documents at me!

Clara swung her handbag at

Eden's forehead, and she held her wound, bursting

fire

for Dylan, and now

at the store entrance,

should check out someplace else. Ms. Eden wasn't wrong, this stuff

says you have to buy to look. Besides, I'm in a good mood since I started dating. I'll get you

though her eyes showed a hint of

two pairs of matching slippers and spotted a few white shirts she

he was at least six feet and solidly built. Megan trailed

for dinner sometime? My treat. I'm just curious to see what kind

he's not up for it, I won't push him. I'll ask, but he's probably not keen on

someone like that. Megan swallowed hard,

all the usual couple stuff, and we're really happy. But he does get riled up easily. Normally he's gentle,