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Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 430

At seven in the evening, Clara arrived right on time at the charity gala, clutching her invitation. As she stepped out of the car, she immediately noticed Eden, who looked stunning as always. Eden seemed genuinely surprised to see Clara; she hadn't expected her to score an invite.

Clara didn’t bother with a hello. She handed her invitation to the staff and strolled inside with elegance. Her outfit was understated yet striking—a black sequined mermaid skirt with a silk blouse that highlighted her waist, making her look like a mermaid fresh from the sea.

Eden lingered outside for a moment, fighting the urge to make a scene. Instead, she called Simon. “Hey, aren’t you coming? Clara’s here,” she said.

Simon hesitated, then laughed, “I’m on my way. Eden, don’t cause her any trouble.”

Eden was irked. It felt like every guy was head over heels for Clara, something she just couldn’t stand. Faking a smile, she replied, “Sure, whatever.”

After hanging up, she glared in the direction Clara had gone and then dialed her bodyguard. Tonight, she was set on ruining Clara's reputation.

Inside, the venue was stunning—glasses clinking, the air filled with expensive perfumes. It was a world Clara wasn’t quite familiar with; she didn’t frequent such events often. Several people who knew her glanced her way, raising eyebrows and whispering.

Everyone was aware of Clara’s history with Simon—years of unrequited love, only for her to leave him for some unknown waiter when things finally seemed to go her way.

Clara scanned the room, searching for her target. Just as she moved to approach, a girl with a tray of drinks and a disdainful look headed her way.

“Clara?” the girl sneered.

Clara frowned, not recognizing her.

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