Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 428

Eden's lips quivered, her eyes blazing at Clara with a look that could burn through steel. It was like she wanted to swallow her whole, like some vengeful spirit on the warpath. Clara glanced down at the mess of petals scattered everywhere and felt her anger bubbling up.

Eden pressed her lips into a thin line and spoke in a voice that cut through the tension. "Just you wait."

With that, she spun around and marched off to pay, making sure the cherry blossoms would be sent to Palm Bay.

Clara just stood there, feeling like someone had switched off all her emotions. Scarlette gave her shoulder a reassuring pat. "Keep an eye out. Something's off with her."

Clara forced a smile. "Off" was putting it lightly. It felt like she was being stalked by a rabid dog. She took a deep breath, decided against buying any more flowers, and headed home with her small bag of groceries.

Meanwhile, Eden showed up at Palm Bay, arms full of cherry blossoms, practically bouncing as she handed them over to the staff. "Make sure these go into something nice."

One of the staff piped up, "Mr. Dylan took the best vase. Went through tons before Aiden found one he liked."

surprised-Dylan really had a thing for cherry blossoms now? She saw Aiden nearby and hurried over. "Hey, Aiden, can you help

into Dylan's room and ticked him off, she hadn't dared to go back. Aiden looked at the mountain of flowers and sighed. "Get these out of here. Don't overwhelm the

everyone said he likes them now. You're his assistant, didn't you know?

glanced at the staff, who quickly looked away, knowing they'd said too much. He turned back to Eden

to figure out what he liked, only to discover he didn't seem to care about anything. Just when she thought she'd found

those

realization, and she snapped the stems in her hand, nearly cutting herself. A staff member rushed to help, but Eden forced

Clara was cooking when she heard a furious pounding at the door. She

She looked at Clara, her voice rough and strained. "Clara, those cherry

but Eden wedged her hand in, not even flinching as the door pressed hard against it. Clara wondered if

tell