Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 373

Kaitlyn had crossed paths with Simon before. Back then, she saw him as nothing more than a spoiled, self-absorbed rich kid-kind of a dimwit, but harmless

enough.

But today, standing in front of her, Simon seemed like a completely different person, almost unrecognizable.

His face was calm, but you could tell there was a storm raging inside. His eyes were bloodshot, like he hadn't slept well in ages, and he had some serious dark circles.

"So, she never cared about me, just used me as a pawn. What kind of pawn? No wonder I've had so many attempts on my life. Could all of them be tied back to her?!"

He practically shouted that last question, frustration boiling over.

Simon used to be pretty naive, but he had definitely been through a lot of assassination attempts. The Ferguson family's power had always shielded him.

He often wondered why it seemed like his life was more valuable than Dylan's, the real heir.

If what this woman said was true, then it was all a setup from the start.

Clara...

Clara!!

hand, hanging loosely at his side, slowly clenched into a fist, so tight his nails almost dug into his palm. What

thinking she'd always be his. Turns out, he was the

should he be humiliated like

flickered in his eyes, his teeth grinding

moments, he pulled himself together,

there, feeling like she'd landed herself in a mess. She had wanted to warn Clara about Simon, something seemed off about him. But then a barrage of phone calls stole her attention, and she forgot

sharp and talented, made sure every penny counted.

three shows aired, Clara

room, easing the pressure to chase more investments, especially since the Bradford Group was revamping its product lines, ditching all

Johnny was soft in his management style, he was a stickler for quality. This loyalty kept a solid customer base. So, when the

at half-price, they were snapped up, easing

a week, the current stock was

momentum, Clara pushed a company-wide initiative to update all product lines, making sure the electronics looked fresh and modern without

young talents had a flair for design and were eager

had been trying to reach her all week. Despite his desperate pleas, no one would let him use a

being kept under tight watch in a remote facility. Aside from his suite, the staff who brought his meals barely exchanged