Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run 11

Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run 11

Chapter 11 

The room went quiet for a best before a wave of laughter broke out

Simon, you really called it this time” 

Tonight. Simon hadn’t brought Quinn along instead, he had some new escort hang 

The moment Simon spotted Clars aficker of suce crossed his eyes, quickly replaced by a resigned look. He frowned, setting his. drink down on the coffee table “Cars, aren’t you tired of

She’d already made a scene at Moonlight a few times, and now she showed up dressed like the cheapen her more 

aff. Each appearance seemed to 

Clara bent slightly, picked up the priciest bottle of Chateau Margaux, and flashed a smile at the crowd. Who ordered this? Need a hand opening it

She had caught their chatter while standing outside the door. A twinge of bitterness tugged at her heart, but as she entered and saw their flashy, nouveau niche airs, it felt like staring at a gold mine. Maybe she drake in that hundred grand sooner than expected 

Chateau Margaux was a cool million a bottle 

None of them were strapped for cash, but they were way more invested in seeing Clara embarass herself 

Nates eyes lingered on Claras figure before he nudged Colton with his elbow. You gotta admit, she’s looking hot.” 

Both were Simon’s friends. They were always standening Clark, and Simon never stepped in. Having a stunning girl cause a ruckut over him was a badge of honor among the guys 

Colton’s gaze was full of disdain. No matter how stunning Clara was, she was a pathetic waste Clara, for every bottle you drink, we open another” 

Simon wanted to jump in. They had money for sure, but he knew Clara’s drinking habits and was a bit skeptical about opening dollar bottles

Colton, she can really put it away

Before he could finish, Clara had uncorked the bottle and was smiling at everyone. Ainght, you said it 

Colton was itching to see her drunkenly humiliated, so he leaned back, lounging in his seat. 1 did say it. Go on drink And Clara, don’t say I didn’t warn youSimon doesn’t like you. Everyone here hates you. If you get wasted and make the front page tomorrow, no one’s gonna pull your name out of the headlines.” 

Everyone knew the Bradfords favored Quinn, Clara was just unwanted baggage

Clara picked up a wine glass, filled it to the brim, and drank until the bottle was empty. Then she started on the second, and the third

Coltons smug anticipation tumed to discomfort as if ants were crawling all over him 

Clara showed no signs of getting drunk, as if she could tackle several more bottles. Three million had already been poured out, and no matter how wealthy they were, this wasn’t the way to play 

The room’s lively buzz turned to tense silence Someone, anxious that Colton couldn’t handle it, tugged on Simon’s sleeve 

Simon frowned, glaring at Clara. Enough, Clara, stop making a fool of yourself” 

Clara finished the fourth bottle, then smiled at him And who are you?” 

Her words sparked immediate mockery from the room. Who are you kidding? Tonight’s all about Simon, night? Though you did make. sure everyone will remember you 

Clara opened the fifth bottle, and Colton’s face darkened with anger 

Simon stood up, grabbing Clara’s wrist That’s enough, stop before you really embarrass yourself.

Clara held her wine glass, her eyes landing on Colton if this gentleman can’t cover it, maybe the rest of you can chip in” 

Colton wasn’t used to this kind of humiliation, and his face was red with anger. Clara, it’s antics like these that make Simon despise you You’re nothing compared to Quinn

Clara leisurely finished her last glass Oh, so you have a thing for Quinn 

Colton’s secret was out, causing him to panic and instinctively glance at Simon 

Simon’s expression shifted, and he shoved Clara What nonsense are you spouting ht 

You can tell I’m not making it up by looking at your buddy’s face. Maybe check if he’s been tooling around with Quinn

As she spoke, she lined up the five empty bottles. Five million, credit card?

She extended her hand to Colton

Colton, feeling quilty, quickly handed over his card

After Clara swiped it, she glanced at Simon, the unwitting fool. Judging by Colton’s quick payment, it seemed he really had been involved with Quinn 

She raised an eyebrow, saying nothing, letting silence speak volumes

Clara turned to leave the room and headed to the staff lounge to change. The door was suddenly kicked open, and Simon stormed in, his temper flaring as he grabbed her by the throat 

Clara, are you looking for trouble? You’ve gone too far this time!” 

With what she said in front of everyone, how could he and Colton ever face each other again?? 

Clara watched his furious face, feeling a sharp pain in her chest

The grip on her neck tightened, pushing her toward suffocation. That pain spread from her heart to her entire body, leaving her ice cold

Smack

She raised her hand and slapped Simon hard across the face

Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run

Tempted Trapped and Too Late To Run

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