Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 340

Aaron found out Clara was heading out today, so he sent his men to tail her. But halfway through, another car blocked them, and Clara's vehicle vanished without a trace. It seemed even the surveillance footage had been tampered with. Her boyfriend couldn't just be an ordinary guy.

Aaron rubbed his temples, deep in thought. He'd even tried probing Simon, but Simon was clueless about this mysterious man too. In fact, Simon was investigating him as well.

"Should we keep following her, sir?" one of his men asked.

Aaron's voice took on a serious tone, "No, come back for now."

He glanced at the photo in his hand, desperate to discover who Dylan was pointing a gun at. But years of investigation had led nowhere. This person seemed to be a ghost in the elite circles of the Capital.

What was the secret between Dylan and Clara?

lit a cigarette. Moments later, after a hurried phone call, someone nearby spoke up, "Sir, Lincoln's body has been found! Walter's already

of Lincoln's body meant Aaron couldn't focus all his attention on Clara

take

had been through the

her forehead with a handkerchief. Annoyed, she turned her head, "Didn't I tell

you? I must've missed that," he replied with

she had a long drive ahead with no time to freshen up. Taking a deep breath, she quickly slipped into her clothes from the

wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, nuzzling into the small of her back.

long before the solitude took a toll on his mental health. "Sure, but text

nearly giving out. He scooped her up like a cat,

on his lips,

a makeup studio for a touch-up. Thankfully, the studio she randomly picked had decent skills. With no time to change at home, she wrapped a couple's scarf around her neck to hide the marks Z had deliberately left, then