Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 32

Clara's mood sank as she threw her bag over her shoulder and headed out with Megan trailing behind her.

"Are you really going to carry that bag?" Megan asked.

"Is there a problem with it?"

Megan shook her head, a tinge of disappointment flickering across her eyes. She had hoped for something different...

"Megan, let's head out. Come check out my new place tonight. I'll cook us a nice meal," Clara suggested.

Megan forced a smile, her expression a bit strained. "Sounds good."

Meanwhile, Sonya wasted no time calling Simon after she left. "Simon, I heard Nate's in the hospital. What's the story?"

Even Simon was in the dark about the whole situation. All he knew was that Clara had caused quite a stir in the VIP room. She had embarrassed Colton, and even Richard had to intervene. However, as for why Nate ended up in the hospital, Colton wasn't spilling the beans.

Simon had asked Nate directly, but all Nate did was blame Clara. She was such a magnet for trouble, always stirring things up.

Simon was seriously annoyed. He wasn't a fan of his mom’s side of the family, especially his two aunts, whose greed seemed to know no bounds. They always pestered him for money. But thankfully, Clara had managed to keep them at bay for a while.

So why were they suddenly calling tonight?

"Nate is fine," Simon reassured Sonya.

Sonya breathed a sigh of relief, but her tone turned sharp when she mentioned Clara. "Clara is acting like she's lost her mind. She just walked off with my $40,000 bag and had the nerve to insult me, saying you told her to do it. Simon, you need to have a word with her and get my bag back."

So that's what this was all about.

Simon lit up a cigarette, taking a few drags. "Alright, I hear you. She just got out of the hospital, so she's probably not in the best mood. I'll talk to her later."

Sonya's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. She knew the bag would find its way back to her eventually.

Clara was just getting home when Simon's call came in. As she unlocked the door, she spoke a cool detachment. "What's up?"

"Aunt Sonya says you took her bag, Clara. You're really becoming quite the rebel."

Clara's head throbbed, and her heart felt heavy. She took a deep breath. "Is this really why you called?"

"Isn't it worth talking about?! How long are you going to keep this up?" Simon thought that even if she wanted his attention, this was going way too far.

Clara hung up on him and promptly added him to her block list. She placed her groceries on the counter and turned to Megan, "Make yourself at home. The new furniture is arriving soon. I had someone clean earlier, so the place is spotless."

The previous owner had great taste; this place was perfect for a girl, and at 1,600 square feet, it was quite spacious.

Megan's lips tightened, and after a long pause, she asked hoarsely, "You're living here alone?"