Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 241

As she stepped out of the hot spring, she spotted a fresh set of clothes neatly draped on a nearby chair, just her size. Taking her time, she got dressed and took a moment to relax. The soak had left her feeling rejuvenated, as if every pore had been cleansed and her mind was sharper than ever.

She reached for her phone to send him a message but noticed one from Scarlette instead, asking about her whereabouts. She hadn't realized an entire hour had slipped by.

Hastily, she got up to leave, but as she rounded a corner, she bumped into a man coming from the opposite direction. He was tall, with a commanding presence, and wore a silver mask. Unlike Dylan's cool and reserved demeanor, this man had an aura that was sharp and dangerous, like a blade ready to strike.

Clara winced from the impact, quickly muttering an apology before ducking into the elevator. The man didn't follow; instead, he disappeared into the shadows.

As the elevator descended, Clara rubbed her still-tender nose, feeling a strange sense of déjà vu about the masked man.

Downstairs, she finally spotted Scarlette waiting at the entrance. Scarlette's eyes were bright with curiosity. "What happened?"

"I bumped into someone—a guy with a silver mask and a really intense vibe."

Scarlette raised an eyebrow, a sly smile on her lips. "The only one gutsy enough to wear a silver mask here is the mysterious owner. You're lucky; I've been here so many times and never caught a glimpse of him."

Clara was surprised. Was he really that hard to find?