Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 442

After Jeffree hopped out of Jared's car, he wasted no time calling Eden.

"Hey, Edie! You'll never guess what I did. I totally messed up Clara's project. You should've seen her face-she looked like she just sucked on a lemon. There's no way she's gonna be flaunting herself around me anytime soon."

Eden, sporting some serious dark circles, actually felt a spark of satisfaction at the news. Ever since that party, she'd been holed up in her room, refusing to eat or drink, trying to block out the thought of Dylan and Clara getting cozy. Her eyes were puffy from crying, and she wished Clara would just vanish into thin air.

The housekeeper had knocked earlier, but Eden hadn't responded. Now, Simon was knocking, his voice cutting through the silence.

"How long are you planning to stay locked up in there?"

Eden ended the call, wiped her tears, and opened the door.

"Simon."

Seeing her swollen eyes, Simon handed her a tissue. "Why are you so upset? Dylan cares about you. If there's another woman in the picture, you should be happy for him."

Eden felt lost for words. To the Fergusons, she was Dylan's little sister, and having feelings for him was off-limits. Simon's eyes flicked with understanding, and he turned away, his tone cool.

Grandfather's been resting since the whole thing with Mom. If he found out about this, Dylan would have a lot of

would be toast! He had high hopes for Dylan, and expected any

changed and rushed

something to do. Don't

cold smirk tugging at

and refusing visitors. Eden was let through the gates but couldn't get into the main hall, so she resorted to shouting

the gossip about Dylan and Clara is everywhere! You need to step

"Grandfather!"

this for

The estate had a serious vibe, and Eden wiped her tears

and practicing calligraphy, avoiding people. Eden burst into the study and knelt before

did you hear about Clara forcing a kiss on

drop of ink on the paper. He quickly regained his calm, asking,

bit her lip,

fight back, but Aiden pushed Clara off. Grandfather, Clara's already messed up my brother's life. We can't let her do the same to Dylan. My brother's been a wreck over her, and I swear she's just toying with the

fired up, her chest heaving. Walter calmly set down his pen