Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 650

Chapter 650

"Huh?"

Clara shot Dylan a look like he'd just spoken in another language. Was that really him talking? How many more times was this man going to catch her off guard?

"So what if I'm jealous?" she shot back. "Who even knows if your money's clean?" Her words came out sharper than she meant, but she didn't bother to take them back.

He just looked at her, cool as ever. "Dirty or not, you spent it. If you're so bothered, maybe go puke up everything you've eaten lately. That champagne last night? Ten grand a bottle."

Dylan, seriously?

Clara stopped walking. From where she stood, she could see his face still that icy, untouchable look.

She took a breath, trying to steady herself. "Are you possessed or something?"

How did a guy who looked like that say stuff like this? And wasn't it him who'd basically forced her to stay at Palm Bay, anyway? It wasn't like she'd begged to stick around.

Did he forget the way he'd handled things?

Thinking about it, her mood soured.

Why? Why did she keep forgetting the bad parts of Dylan so easily?

She remembered how intimidating he'd been in the car that day, the way the air had practically crackled with tension. Yet now, standing here, she still struggled to believe he could be so cold.

opened her mouth, then just shook her head and quietly pushed the wheelchair

shimmering and reflecting the crowd of beautiful people. It all looked like something out

anyone when he arrived. Clara didn't want to, either -especially when she

Tara answered smoothly, but kept glancing Dylan's way. When she saw Clara, her smile slipped for half a second, but she quickly recovered, chatting as

noticed Clara, too. Their

of her as Simon's pathetic admirer. The Bradford Group had been in decline for years, and even though Ryan was doing his best to keep things running, everyone knew it was hanging

the same league as the rest of

like Clara showing up—someone with

that Clara? Didn't she stop chasing Simon a

haven't heard? Rumor is she's got herself a boy toy

actually chasing her now. Who knows if that's

Tara, lowering their voice. "Aren't you and Dylan supposed to get married? Both families already met, right?

flicker. "Dylan's been under the weather, and I've been busy with work. Our families are handling

looked at her, all envy

be jealous

had connections with

shelf full of awards,

were so popular

the waiting list was

international magazines

her-something almost unheard of

for someone her age.

the socialites, Tara shone