Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 379

He felt like he was drowning in his own frustration, suddenly realizing that since their very first night together, he'd never once revealed his identity-not even his name. And the crazy part? She hadn't even bothered to ask!

Feeling irked, he shot her a message: "Do you know who I am?" But he quickly deleted it, thinking it didn't pack enough punch. He needed her to understand exactly what she was missing out on. Surely, there'd come a day when they'd cross paths again.

So, he typed out a new message: "You think I'm impressed by you? You're just average!" After hitting send, he exhaled deeply, waiting for her reply. But it was like his message vanished into thin air.

Jackson was about to lose it, wondering if this was her way of playing games to grab his attention. If that was the case, she'd nailed it. He'd never been treated like this before!

Meanwhile, when Kaitlyn saw the message, she calmly blocked him. They'd decided to move on, so why keep in touch? She turned back to the team of screenwriters in front of her, keeping a serious face.

"Revise this part. The damsel-in-distress thing isn't cutting it anymore. People want plot twists now," she said, tapping the script. Then she called Clara.

Clara was heading home and had texted Z to meet her there, saying she had a surprise for him. When Kaitlyn called, Clara's face lit up with a smile.

"Kaitlyn, what's up?"

I've got a few promising new ones in the works. If you want to invest, I'll save

scripts, with projections hitting sixty million. With more opportunities coming up, Clara couldn't thank Kaitlyn

thanks

a mental note to repay the favor. "When I'm free, let's grab dinner."

her apartment, Clara ended the call. She stepped inside to silence, thinking Z wasn't there-but then she heard footsteps from the

towards

pushed open the door. The curtains were drawn, casting shadows everywhere. Sitting on the bed,

got you something. Sorry

the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running

lingering on