Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 755

The old lady sat up front, watching the city lights slip by, her sigh barely audible over the hum of the car.

"New York's changed so much. The Ferguson Corporation, too," she said softly.

Clara didn't answer that. Instead, she asked, "And if Tara won't let go?"

"She's always listened since she was little. Come on, let's pick her up. We'll go together."

Clara shot her a look. Someone who could leak those kinds of photos-could she really just walk away that easily? Maybe she'd underestimated what people were capable of.

They picked Tara up at six, just as the sun was going down. Tara slid into the back seat, her eyes landing right on Clara behind the wheel. No matter how much Tara might hate her, she didn't show it. She just asked, “Ma'am, are we heading to the temple now?"

The old lady nodded. "Sorry to trouble you both. Tara, I have something I want to discuss with you, too."

Tara's face was all calm respect, not a hint of emotion. "I know. We can talk when we get there."

Clara glimpsed Tara's eyes in the rearview mirror. Their gazes met, both of them unreadable.

up the mountain, Clara's

you coming

tonight. Did

worry for him right off the bat, Dylan's lips

be back before nine. Just go ahead and have dinner,

the mess at Ferguson Corporation. Still, her voice warmed him right through. "Come home

two in the car. She just

old lady chuckled, "He's so gentle with you. With others, even family, he barely shows a flicker of

kept her eyes on

the private. room the way he'd lost control t had nearly driven her

Why her? Tara had known him the longest. But

with her uncle's situation still all over

budge. He was arrogant, sure, but when it came to serious business, he played it

silhouette. If only this woman would just disappear. Why did Clara have to keep

it go for now. The old lady was here tonight; she couldn't afford to lose her cool. If she wanted

the temple. The sky was already

the temple, towering and solemn, the kind of place that