Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 368

Clara reluctantly got out of the car, still managing to throw in a cheeky remark, "Mr. Dylan, do you still need that chef?"

The only answer she got was the sharp slam of the car door.

She realized she'd done it again-managed to push the ever-cool Dylan's buttons.

It was almost a skill, really, to annoy someone as composed as Dylan so often.

As Clara walked over, she caught Sarah's eyes glinting with mockery. "I thought you'd be going back with him. Guess you're not all that after all.”

Clara frowned, turning to face Sarah.

Just a month ago, Sarah was all nerves around her, and now she'd mastered

sarcasm.

"Sarah, has someone been talking to you?"

Sarah scoffed, "What? Worried I'll spill your secrets? You came to me just to mess with me. You introduced me to Dylan, then never set up another meeting, leaving me pining for him."

Whoever said it had a point-Clara never took women from humble backgrounds seriously.

To her, Sarah was just a means to an end.

Do the wealthy always get to trample over others' dignity?

Sarah's drastic change only confirmed Clara's suspicion that someone had been feeding her ideas.

leave,

let this go. I will

stopped, unable to hold

thought you had some self-awareness when I first approached you. I was wrong. You want to marry Dylan? With what, your non-existent skills? Women who marry into wealth usually have either beauty or

sting of humiliation, resentment flashing

woman, she

got into her car and drove

to be trampled by the rich?

immediately pulled out her phone and called

it takes to make Clara suffer, I'm

Megan found this amusing.

she listened and, after

serious,

up, Megan

getting her

women harbored resentment toward Clara. All Megan

the time Clara got home, it was nine in

the hallway when Cole called, confirming the contract was

sighed in relief; at least one major task was done

she opened her door and advised, "Stay connected with Justin. It's crucial he feels a bond with the company. His potential is immense, and if we hit the Al

the young master called today.

at the door, sighing. "Block

by her

hide the Quinn issue from me and decided to return the two billion to

child. Staying naive would only

took a deep breath, his demeanor