Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 260

"Not done yet! You wretch, you wretch, you wretch!" Clara's voice rang out, and before Eden knew it, documents flew from Clara's hands, landing squarely on Eden's smug face.

Eden winced, the sharp sting of paper biting at her nose and cheeks. She dashed over to Dylan, desperation in her voice, "Dylan, did you see that?!"

She stomped her foot repeatedly, demanding Dylan take her side. Dylan, however, only glanced at Clara, who was calmly gathering the scattered documents, a heaviness settling over him.

"Clara," he said softly.

Clara, now standing straight with the papers in her hands, quickly put on a polite smile. "I understand, you want me to apologize to Ms. Eden, right?"

She gave a slight bow. "Ms. Eden, I truly apologize, but Jackson is waiting for me, so I must excuse myself."

Without another word, she turned and left, not even sparing Dylan a second glance. Eden was left fuming, nearly screaming from frustration.

"Dylan, she doesn't respect you at all! You should fire her. Anyone can do her job; she's just a lowly worker."

enough, Eden," Dylan's

She quickly apologized, "I'm sorry,

Dylan retreated into his office. Eden stayed put, her

Clara was in her car, heading over to Dawson Enterprises. Upon arriving at

made a quick call, then gave a sheepish smile.

being difficult. She smiled back, "No worries, I'm here on behalf of

the weight behind her visit.

on the sofa, her stomach growled loudly. She thought Jackson might

protesting, and by nine at night, the receptionist had left, leaving the place deserted. She

is Jackson

Ms. Clara. Sorry, Jackson's out having drinks at The Moonlight.

breath, releasing the

but didn't think he'd completely ignore the collaboration. Driving to The Moonlight, a dull ache settled in

trembled from the discomfort, but she pushed through, handing her keys to the valet. Approaching the private room, she opened the door