Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 439

After waking up and grabbing a quick bite, Clara felt like she was moving through molasses. Everything tasted bland, and by the time she settled at her desk, she could barely stifle a yawn. She just wasn't herself today.

It wasn't until Cole, adjusting his glasses with a sincere look, suggested, "Ms. Bradford, maybe a turtleneck would be better?"

Clara, still foggy from the morning haze, sipped her coffee. "Why's that?"

Cole just gave her a knowing look.

It wasn't until her lunch break that she saw her reflection and noticed the rosy glow on her face and the unmistakable marks on her neck. Her cheeks turned crimson as she instinctively tried to pull up her collar, only to remember she wasn't wearing a turtleneck today and it offered no help.

Caught off guard by her own appearance, she quickly ordered a scarf online with a plea for speedy delivery.

That afternoon, Clara had a critical meeting with a new executive about a potential government contract. She was determined to nail it.

and headed to the meeting

door to the private room, she froze. Along with the new executive, Jared,

a spat with Jeffree, and if he was tight

His eyes widened before he cozied up to the person next to him. "Jared, is she the one

twenty-six, had climbed the corporate ladder, thanks in part to his ties with the Warren family. He gently nudged Jeffree aside

dynamic between them, Clara carefully took a seat. "Mr. Warren, I've heard a

twitching in a half-smile. "Not sure how much of it is worth

as someone lacking subtlety. A savvy businessperson

Back when I was

brightened, a blush creeping onto his cheeks as he raised his glass. "I'm surprised you actually

picked up her glass,

frustrated. "Jared, you shouldn't partner with her. Haven't you heard about

boldly sat on Dylan's lap and kissed him in