Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 804

Clara was practically drenched in sweat, her clothes clinging to her as she

slumped into a chair in the grand foyer. Only then did she finally let herself pass

out, her face going slack with relief.

The staff moved fast. Someone called the doctor, while others fussed politely over

Megan, offering her tea and soft words.

It was Megan's first time at Palm Bay. After weeks of going out of her mind,

unable to reach Clara no matter how many times she tried, she'd never expected

things to turn out like this. Instead of endless waiting, she'd suddenly found

herself standing in Dylan's home.

She'd always watched him from a distance before-never close enough to truly

touch anything that belonged to his world. But now, she could run her fingers over

the banister he'd gripped, walk the floors he'd paced, and breathe in the air he'd

left behind. The feeling gave her a weird, giddy sense of satisfaction.

Sure, Tara was still around-her rival, the other obstacle. But honestly, Megan

didn't waste much time worrying about her. To her, Tara was just as clueless as

Eden-both of them hopelessly out of their depth.

A slow, secretive smile tugged at Megan's lips. She turned to a maid nearby. "Is

Mr. Dylan coming home today?"

The maid shook her head. "Sir won't be back for a few days."

Megan raised her eyebrows. She'd heard enough rumors floating around lately-

Dylan and Clara marrying, then divorcing, word that Dylan might be heading to

North America. Places like Moonlight were always swirling with gossip; after all,

everyone there was someone important.

That was exactly why she never quit her job there. Staying at Moonlight meant

staying close to Dylan. She'd played the long game, keeping her feelings hidden,

loyal friend, waiting for the

if she was patient enough, she'd eventually find

way to Dylan's side.

missing for nearly two months, her

determined this time-she

doctor upstairs, eyes red and watery as she

by Clara's bedside.

Clara?" she managed,

the bullet from Clara's

wound on

chair next to Clara. "Let me help.

and look after her for the next few

but one still asked gently, "Miss, are you

of the

title made something flicker

day, she thought, that title will

"I'm her best friend. I was the one who

I'd like

you're

smile.

Clara, lying

could one girl get? She was no one special, just some illegitimate child,

staff at Palm Bay adored

Clara get everything so

pushed down

resentment and jealousy, making

not a trace of it

wiping Clara's

orders for

room

someone who

next day

written all over Megan's face and

some rest.

nodded, rubbing her temples, her voice scratchy

you. I'm just really worried about

she wakes up, okay?"

What a wonderful friend,

night came, and Clara still didn't

changed her bandages once, all of them wincing when they

wound on her palm.

Megan woke from a nap and found out Clara

some air and asked if she could

was huge, with several houses clustered around the