Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 453

Just as things were getting tense, there was a knock on the door, and in walked Richard with his bodyguard. Clara immediately regretted leaving the door slightly open.

Richard strolled in, placing Jeffree's phone next to her. "Ms. Clara, this number traces back to the assistant your father left behind. Care to explain?"

Most people would have thrown Cole under the bus right then. But Clara wasn't most people. She felt cornered, with Dylan still upset and now Richard on her

case.

After a brief pause, she managed a calm smile. "Cole ditched that number ages ago. If you're trying to pin something on me with this, Richard, you're really reaching."

Richard settled into the chair across from her, looking relaxed yet confident. "You had a run-in with Jeffree at the gala, and now you're conveniently working on a project with that illegitimate kid. Using me to take him out is pretty crafty."

tossed the phone in his hand as he spoke. Clara kept her cool because Richard was just guessing.

in this city have had beef with me. How do you know someone else isn't trying to set me

had to admire her guts. Even now, she could still stand her ground.

it clear that if Dylan let it go, so would

reached under the table to tug at his sleeve. Dylan's gaze followed her hand, landing on her fingers. He didn't say anything, nor did he

than Richard. She kept her face calm, but under the table, she tugged his sleeve again, hoping he'd help

his posture. To him, Clara was putting on a brave face,

were back on Clara, and his voice was

caught her off guard, making her little finger brush against Dylan's. Dylan's other hand, holding a cup of

it up, whispering,

me, and I'll send some roses to Palm