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?

set the photo down and lit a cigarette. Moments later, after a hurried phone call, someone nearby spoke up, "Sir, Lincoln's body has been

attention on Clara anymore.

take

proper meals for days, one meal wasn't enough for him. Clara had been

forehead with a handkerchief. Annoyed, she turned her head, "Didn't I tell you we had to stop

missed that,"

drive ahead with no time to freshen up. Taking a deep breath, she quickly slipped

into the small of her back.

lit place. It wouldn't be long before the solitude took a toll on his mental health. "Sure,

she stood, her legs wobbled, nearly giving out. He scooped her up like a cat, reluctant to let

few quick kisses on his lips, "Alright, I really have to

chuckling softly. Clara hurriedly drove back to the city and dashed into a makeup studio for a touch-up. Thankfully, the studio she randomly picked had