Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 403

But no one could answer her questions. Aiden was already in the car, leaving Eden standing there, feeling like her blood was boiling with anger. She wished Clara would just vanish from her life.

Her eyes were red and tears started to spill as she turned around and bumped into Simon, who was about to head out.

She couldn’t hold it in any longer and cried out, “Brother, are you going to see Clara too?”

Simon’s face was calm as he gently ruffled her hair. “Eden, just go inside.”

Too upset to argue, Eden went inside without another word. Simon stayed there, standing in the silence for ten minutes until his legs went numb. Then his phone rang, breaking the quiet night, and a panicked voice came through.

“Mr. Simon, our guy is dead. The money you gave us isn’t enough. You need to pay for my brother’s life.”

If Clara had been there, she would’ve recognized the voice as one of the kidnappers from earlier. Simon chuckled coldly. “Is half a million enough? You’re about to pass through security, right? Don’t worry, the money’s already in an overseas account. Don’t come back.”

The man on the line went silent. Half a million was more than enough to buy a life, especially for thugs like them, where life came cheap.

That night had been a mess. Eden had first hired them to stage a car accident to hurt Clara, promising them twenty grand. But then Simon came to them with a different offer—an extra hundred thousand to avoid the accident and instead fake a threat by taking Clara to the outskirts.

They didn’t get why Simon was playing this game. The rich had their games, and these guys were just there for the money.

But Clara had been a surprise. She fought back fiercely, taking a life with one swift move, which had scared them out of their wits.

They’d expected the police to catch up soon, but Simon arranged their getaway abroad in just two hours, booking them on the earliest flight. Everything back home would be handled by someone else.

Clara spotted a transaction of twenty thousand to a certain account and forwarded it to the police.

That twenty thousand was the payment Eden had given the kidnappers. This time, Clara wasn’t wrong—Eden was behind it.

The police confirmed the account belonged to one of the kidnappers.

“Ms. Clara,” the officer said, “we still can’t determine if your actions were self-defense without information from the surviving kidnappers. But regarding Ms. Eden, if you want to pursue this, we’ll keep investigating.”

Clara lowered her lashes, leaning back in her chair. “No need to pursue it. The result will be the same.”

After all, Dylan would always protect Eden.