Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 23

Clara was initially set on slipping some dodgy pills into the group’s drinks, but Colton’s words made her rethink her plan. She calmly took off her hat, her voice steady but laced with curiosity. "Mr. Colton, are you really ready to back up what you just said?"

Colton was taken aback by Clara’s unexpected appearance, his face quickly morphing into a mask of anger.

"Clara! How dare you show up here?!"

Clara glanced around the room. "I've already called the cops, Mr. Colton. You just claimed Nate spent all of last night with me, yet I don’t remember a thing. That means I must have been drugged and assaulted. Since you said you heard it all, you should be able to testify for me, right?"

Colton stood there, stunned, his face burning red with embarrassment. The room was packed with heirs from prominent families, all under strict watch. Any scandal could lead to serious consequences.

Calling the police would be an absolute disgrace!

"You can’t call the police! Clara, are you out of your mind?!"

He was about to lose his cool when a group of police officers walked in, their presence commanding. "Who made the call?"

The guys shrank in their seats, hoping not to be noticed. They were terrified of being hauled away and having to face their families—which might mean a night of kneeling as punishment.

Clara’s eyes filled with tears as she raised her hand, "I did, Officer. Someone said I was drugged and assaulted by Nate last night, but I can't remember. I think he used something on me. Mr. Colton said he heard it, so he can testify, right, Mr. Colton?"

Colton’s face turned crimson with fury. His fists clenched tightly, and he was struggling for breath.

The officer looked at Clara, whose downcast demeanor made her seem truthful. Then he turned to Colton, finally gesturing, "You two, come with us to the station. Nate, whoever you are, step forward. You're coming too."

Drugging and assaulting someone is no small matter, especially with five officers involved. Plus, this was happening at Moonlight, and the commotion had drawn a curious crowd outside the VIP room.

All eyes were on Colton. He was used to being admired and never treated like some kind of criminal.

His lips quivered as he tried to wrap his head around how Clara had blown everything up. Didn’t she feel any shame? Wasn’t a girl supposed to just quietly endure something like this?