Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 6

After finishing her meal, Clara hesitated for a moment before speaking up, "Could you lend me some money?"

Megan took a deep breath, "You spent two hundred grand on those cufflinks for Simon last week, and now you're saying you're broke?"

Clara sheepishly scratched her cheek. "I had to borrow money for the hospital bill yesterday. I'll pay you back eventually."

Megan transferred ten thousand bucks to her and gave her shoulder a reassuring pat. "Your family’s been tightening the purse strings for ages, and you keep squirreling away every penny to buy gifts for Simon and butter up his relatives. Well, it's no use talking about it now. Consider it a gift. If you need a place to crash tonight, you're welcome here."

Clara felt a wave of gratitude wash over her.

She had decided to take a job at Ferguson Corporation, which meant she needed to grab her ID and other documents from her family's place.

When she got to the Bradford house, she felt a bit uneasy and pressed the doorbell. A voice from inside called out, "Who is it?"

Ryan opened the door and, seeing her, immediately grew irritated. "Clara, what’s your deal? Didn’t I tell you to make breakfast earlier? Why are you only just getting back now? Hurry up, I'm starving."

Clara looked at the tall, handsome guy standing in front of her, and took her time changing her shoes in the foyer.

"Isn't there a housekeeper?"

"The housekeeper's food doesn’t taste as good as yours. What’s gotten into you? You’ve been cooking for us forever, so why’re you saying this? Isn’t it your job to cook for the family? Even when you had a fever, you’d still cook for us. Mom would praise you, and you’d be thrilled for the rest of the day."

Everyone seemed to treat Clara like a workhorse.

Clara didn’t take the apron and instead turned toward the stairs.

Everyone else was caught off guard, and Ryan quickly got agitated. "Clara, what are you doing? I'm seriously hungry. Apologize to Quinn for missing her birthday yesterday, and then go cook!"

Naomi added, "Clara, they prefer your cooking, and you’re used to it. Stop being difficult right now."

Clara had reached the staircase by then and, hearing this, chuckled softly.