Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 500

Megan quickly dialed Eden's number, seeing Eden as just another naive pawn, easy to manipulate. True to form, once Eden heard what Megan had done, she generously wired over a million dollars without hesitation.

"Megan, you're something else! This million is your reward. When we confirm Clara is out of the way, I'll send another million. This stays between us, got it?"

As Megan glanced at the banking notification, a smirk formed on her lips. What Eden scorned was exactly what Megan was desperate for-money. She needed it to invest in herself, to become more stunning, more perfect, to catch that man's attention. Megan was well aware of Eden's disdain for her, but she had little respect for Eden either. To her, Eden was just an ATM.

Despite her thoughts, she spoke softly, reassuring Eden. "Don't worry, Ms. Eden. I've got a plan."

Megan wanted those high-society heiresses to dance to her tune like puppets. She had spent three years working at Moonlight, where the backstabbing was way worse than anything outside. At first, the other women dumped the most obnoxious clients on her, or assigned her the dirtiest, toughest tasks. Moonlight was a tiny world of the elite, and women like her were at the very bottom.

she survived. If she could come out on top there, dealing with these fools was

had taken Clara, asking for the next move. Megan casually sat down, grabbing a piece of fruit. She didn't just want

perfect angle. If Dylan thought Clara was unfaithful, and everyone in the Capital believed she was promiscuous, she'd have a hard

chuckle, she instructed over the phone,

end got the message and obediently followed orders. Meanwhile, Clara sat in the car, clueless about where they were taking her. Her phone had been confiscated, so she could only wait and

in the Capital's social circles-rumor had it Clara's mysterious boyfriend was actually a male model from the night scene. In that world, those who sold their bodies were at the bottom of

ladder, no matter their gender. Male models wooing rich women, beauties trying to

into a wealthy family, it

rumor began but within an hour, it was all anyone could talk about. No wonder Clara never introduced