Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 859

He'd been watching her for years, knowing every little detail about her life—while she couldn't stand him.

What was going through his mind back then, someone so proud and untouchable?

Clara didn't even want to know. Dylan always kept his deepest thoughts hidden, and she could only imagine how much pain he put himself through.

She stayed there for hours, lost in thought, until she suddenly remembered something: ages ago, an old alternative medicine expert had handed her a jar filled with herbs, swearing it was for making a special soup and insisting she take good care of it.

Maybe there was a clue inside?

She'd taken the jar home and just tucked it away, totally forgetting about it.

Now, her heart started to race. She grabbed her keys and drove straight home.

The whole trip took forever-by the time she finally made it back, it was already the early hours of the next day.

But she wasn't tired at all. She went straight into her apartment and dug around until she found the jar.

She popped the lid open. Just a bunch of dried herbs.

when she saw it—a tiny

pulse quickened. Her gut told her this album had secrets-like she was

took a deep breath, bracing herself, and opened

blank. All except for a single note

over,

this some

medicine expert had been so serious about

gone. Someone must have broken in, taken whatever was inside, and

the note she'd found at the Bradford family house. If it was

until her brain hurt, flipping through the album again and

for now, it's

Now she was sure-someone

had they slipped this note

the security footage, but there was nothing unusual. The recordings

someone tracking her every move? And what did they

phone call, the one warning her

Dylan the

had never gotten along-was someone working behind the scenes