Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 390

The bodyguard had no clue the car was Clara's, and the security footage showed it was another woman who did the damage, not Eden. Eden's face lit up with satisfaction. She shouted towards the next room, clearly enjoying the moment. "Clara, how dare you accuse me like that!"

The police station walls were thick, so Clara could only see Dylan talking to Eden, not hear their words. But when Eden started yelling, Clara stepped out, ready to confront.

Eden stood tall, her voice dripping with false innocence. "So, you tried to pin the car scratch on me? Really, Clara? That's low. And Dylan, how could you take her side? I didn't touch her car!"

Clara turned her attention to Dylan, who was just now realizing the whole mess involved Clara and Eden. Clara stayed calm, but there was a sharp edge to her words. "Eden, you argued with me, and suddenly my car gets scratched? You were right there. Who else could it be?"

Tears began to form in Eden's eyes. She turned to Dylan, kneeling and pulling on his sleeve. "Dylan, she's being so unfair!"

Dylan's hand clenched slightly, his gaze lowered. "It really wasn't her."

had a soft spot for Eden, but this was too much. She opened her mouth to speak, but

her anger, knowing that as long as Dylan backed Eden, there was no way

Clara, after reviewing the

footage herself. She let out a bitter laugh, "Fine, I'll just take Mr.

wasn't done.

like she didn't hear, and walked

Eden fumed, stomping her foot. She rolled her eyes, muttering, "Typical, no manners

a sigh. "Let me drive you

it wasn't Eden this time. To her, it felt like Dylan was blindly siding with Eden, even convincing the police to alter their

Clara looked away, leaning back with a newfound clarity. Twenty thousand dollars wasn't something to stress over. She and Dylan weren't even friends,

someone to be pitied, like a nobleman looking down on a commoner. He didn't hold grudges, which