Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 80

Clara tossed and turned all night, unable to catch a wink of sleep. In her frustration, she turned to the internet for some advice.

Clara: [My boss gave me a bath. Is our relationship still on the up and up?]

Clara: [Passed out from cramps, only to wake up and find my boss had changed my clothes and helped me clean up. What do I do now?]

After posting these questions in a forum, Clara felt hotter and more flustered than ever. The thought of facing Dylan at work the next day filled her with dread.

Her posts quickly drew a flood of responses.

[Are you sure this is your boss, not your boyfriend?]

[My boyfriend doesn't even treat me this well. Your boss might be into you.]

[Forget boyfriends, even my husband isn't this attentive. You don't seem to mind him—why not just get together?]

[Your relationship can't be that innocent anymore.]

Clara replied, insisting: [He has no interest in me.]

Her comment was met with disbelief.

[How can he not be interested? You're just not seeing it. How does he treat others compared to you?]

Clara: [He's aloof with everyone, including me.]

[But he took care of you when you needed it. That doesn't sound aloof.]

Suddenly, Clara was at a loss for words. She debated internally before finally sending Dylan a message.

Clara: [Mr. Dylan, are you awake?]

Ten minutes later, his reply came in.

Dylan [Yeah, I'm up.]

Clara: [Thanks for what you did tonight.]

Dylan: [Sure.]

"That bitch!" Simon cursed, but there was a hint of satisfaction in his eyes. Clara still cared.

Quinn helped him to his feet and led him out to the car. She had been the one to call Colton, who had long been infatuated with her. She never outright rejected his advances, knowing he could be useful. Plus, Colton was the heir to the Warren famil. She wanted every man in their circle vying for her attention.

Colton helped Simon into the car, his gaze fixed on Quinn. A man's eyes can say a lot, but Quinn only offered him a faint smile. "Didn't expect my sister to put on such a convincing show this time. Feels like Simon's slipping away from me."

"How could that be? Quinn, you're amazing. If Simon can't see that, he's blind."

Tears welled up in Quinn's eyes. "It's not his fault. It's my sister's. Forget it, I've already suffered because of her, and now my family treats me coldly. Best not to dwell on it."

"Quinn, if you need anything, I'm here for you. If Simon won't help, I will."

"It's okay. I just feel uncomfortable knowing she's in the same company as Simon. I'll handle it. Thanks, Colton."

With that, she turned and got into her car, her silhouette radiating vulnerability. Colton felt so sorry for her, his heart filling with resentment towards Clara. Why couldn't she let go even when Simon clearly despised her?

But he was under Richard's watchful eye and couldn't make any rash moves. So he thought of Nate. Nate must be itching for revenge against Clara right now. He immediately called Nate. Nate was Simon's uncle, and even if things got messy, Simon's overprotective mother would intervene. Clara would be the only one to suffer, and she had no one to lean on.