Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 551

Simon slouched deeper into his seat, his patience running thinner by the second. "You've talked a lot, but do you actually have a plan?"

Aaron let out a soft laugh, his eyes clouded with something dark. "Oh, I have a plan. Remember all those rumors in the city about Clara having a thing with a male model? I had someone keep tabs on her for a while. Turns out, she barely ever saw that guy-and when she did, it was always late at night. I have a theory, but I need your help to prove it."

So that's what this was-he wanted Simon in on whatever scheme he was cooking up.

Simon couldn't care less. As the car passed a bus stop, he cut in, "Let me out here. I'm not interested in teaming up with you. You can't even handle Dylan- what could you possibly come up with?"

Aaron's face darkened, but only for a moment. Then he managed a smug, self- assured look. "Simon, I can fix this because I know the biggest secret of all. Haven't you always been pissed that Clara picked some random model over you? Here's the truth: Clara never liked you. It was all an act. The guy she really cared about was someone she called her 'senior.' I never met him, but I do know this- he's dead. Because of Dylan."

Simon had already cracked open the car door, but froze at that. Slowly, he sat back down.

Of course he'd always known Clara's feelings for him were fake. That was exactly what stung the most-why should he be just a prop in her story with someone else?

He'd tried to find out who she really loved, but he'd always come up empty.

It couldn't have been Dylan. Before she lost her memory, she'd hated Dylan- everyone knew that. And that kind of disgust wasn't something you could fake.

Simon lowered his eyes, lashes casting shadows over his face. He'd wondered a thousand times-why him? Was it because he looked like the real guy she loved, or was there something else?

Aaron's words had hooked him, whether he liked it or not.

Aaron squinted, a sly smile tugging at his lips. "You know, I ran into Clara once when I was overseas."

pulled

knew Clara was head over heels

could deny she was the

she hadn't been so obsessed with Simon, she could've had an army

so openly-and because Simon was infuriatingly arrogant-he'd always badmouthed her in public. Eventually, people started seeing her as nothing more than a desperate, clueless pretty face. No one ever

gossip about her, it didn't add up. The woman he'd seen that night was nothing like the

overseas were dangerous, especially in a place where guns

that night, Aaron had to stay out

Work dinner, not heading

after ten. Even with

they ran

guns came

hit. Aaron found

night he really thought it was the

gangsters dropped. He turned and saw a woman perched on

so

didn't

He didn't know

back then-just that

a fiancée.

the woman looked

a lazy glance, her voice cool