Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 631

Even the fire department couldn't find anything-someone must have warned them ahead of time.

Clara slid all the way down in the bathtub, letting the water swallow her, hoping it might clear her head.

Suddenly, she shot upright, dragging her wet hair out of the water, gasping for air.

She didn't dare let her thoughts drift to Dylan. She was scared-scared it really was him.

Did her leaving make Dylan feel threatened? Did he think his pride or power was under attack? Is that why Z ended up dead-to teach her a lesson?

But the Dylan she knew wasn't petty, and he definitely wasn't the type to throw his weight around like that.

Still, another voice in her mind wouldn't let it go: Z was so quiet, who could she possibly have crossed? All this trouble had only started after Clara showed up. And the only person she'd upset lately was Dylan.

his eyes when she walked out-barely restrained, with something wild

those two days in the mountains, that look haunted her. With eyes

her face with hot water and stepped out of the tub, drying off mechanically, like she

a knock

someone make you some herbal soup and a few nice dishes. I've left them at your door.

door. Her hair clung to her shoulders, still

second. No wonder everyone fussed over this girl-she

on the little table. "There's no kitchen in here, but there's a microwave, brand new. Dry your hair, okay? Don't catch a cold. Oh, and that hairdryer I bought you what's it called? Anyway, I'll never understand how a hairdryer can cost thousands. I've lived my whole life and never

It's not worth dying here. I'd feel terrible. Every time I come to check on you, I'm scared you won't answer. My friend's hotel lost a girl

tried to smile, but the muscles

landlady might have taken the money, but she really did care. Clara

embarrassed, coughed, and held

in. She didn't say another word. Seeing Clara go quiet, the landlady just sighed and shuffled out. "So eat something, okay? Get your strength back. Wait