Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 898

She searched the entire second floor, refusing to stop until she found him. After

an hour, even the servants had joined in, worry etched across their faces. Finally, one of them, eyes rimmed red, spoke up softly, "Ma'am, did something really happen to Mr. Davis? We all saw the news."

Clara froze in place, everything suddenly feeling unreal, as if she were standing outside of her own life. So the news wasn't just some terrible nightmare. It was real. Dylan was gone.

She took a shaky step back, ignoring the servant's question. Without another word, she headed downstairs, got in her car, and drove straight to Westhill Cemetery.

This place held Dylan's secrets-if he was still alive, this was where he'd come. He always did.

She called Richard again. He picked up but didn't say anything. Clara was quiet for a moment, then said, "I want to go in. To Westhill Cemetery."

Richard let out a long, heavy breath. "Go ahead."

She ended the call and passed through the second checkpoint without any trouble. When she reached the manor at the cemetery's heart, she braced herself for resistance, but nobody stopped her this time.

unsettling. Clara wandered the halls for two hours, searching for anything,

breathtaking. Clara let out

anymore. It felt like something vital inside her had caved in. She wanted to believe this was just one of Dylan's twisted games, that he was punishing her for wanting a divorce. Maybe he was hiding somewhere right now, watching

the last sliver of sunlight vanished and the cold crept in. When she finally stood up, her legs were numb and unsteady. She almost tripped on the escalator

fallen. Outside, she

He wore an oversized

them, just walked

home. But halfway there, Clara spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "I want to go to

the steering wheel, but

was

The staff was packing, up ready to leave When Clara walked in, some of the servants looked at her with hope, but it quickly

them stepped forward, speaking quietly. "Ma'am, thank

people—they're taking the place

hand clenched into a fist at her side as she looked at Justin and Lucius, who