Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 429

After running into Eden again, Clara completely lost her appetite. She quickly showered and hit the bed.

The next morning, she was up early for a meeting with her company's top brass. Her eyes caught on a new government project. It promised a decent profit of ten million dollars-small change for the big players, so they likely wouldn't bother.

She tapped the project file, turning to Pierce. "Who's handling the bidding on the government's end?"

"It's someone newly promoted. He's attending a charity gala tonight, hosted by the Warren family."

The Warrens were known for their strict ways, with a lot of them in politics. Walter Warren and his brother were once big shots before stepping down, paving the way for the younger crowd.

Richard Warren, the new heir, ran companies closely tied to the government, sticking to official standards. On the other hand, Dylan Ferguson, the Ferguson family heir, hardly ever used Walter's connections. The Ferguson family had been busy expanding their business empire but hadn't delved into politics.

This guy was backed by the Warrens, but his role wasn't major-probably just linked to someone in the family.

Clara leaned back, thinking how landing this project would really help the Bradford family. She hadn't been to any social events lately, and tonight seemed like the perfect chance.

She glanced at Pierce. "Do we have an invite to the charity gala?”

after our company's issues, many partners have distanced themselves. We're stuck with small projects, and after the recent scandals, no one's inviting us to

Alright then.

called Scarlette to see

defeated. "Since I left the Greenard family, it's been small projects for me too.

tense between them, and he'd been unusually silent lately. His silence usually spelled trouble, so she needed to

Richard or Dylan, but

popped into her mind. Clara gave her a call and, to

any events

seven, Clara had

in the salon chair, she

really snowing out

had a moment and

getting all dolled up. Busy

the stylist was working on her

and sent it

"What do you think?"

for such