Clara had done an incredible job hiding her boyfriend. Nobody knew where he lived, what he looked like—nothing.
Simon was just as in the dark as everyone else.
Megan tapped her fingers lightly against the table. “All we have to do is use this so-called boyfriend to stir up trouble between Clara and Dylan. Clara’s already in my hands. As for her boyfriend—well, Mr. Simon, that’s your problem to solve.”
She pulled out a pen and wrote down an address—the place where Clara was being kept. Pressing her fingertip on the paper, she slid it across the table to Simon.
“Mr. Simon, the rest is on you.”
That was the genius of Megan—she never put herself at risk. As long as she could use someone, she would, without a hint of hesitation.
Even if Dylan started digging, she knew Simon was too proud to ever betray her. That meant she could stick around Clara for a long time without getting caught.
The thought made her lips curve into a sly smile. She picked up her bag and stood, pausing just long enough to say, “I’ll only keep her there until tomorrow morning. If you don’t make a move by then, I’ll go with my original plan.”
Patience had always been Megan’s strong suit, especially when it came to Clara. She never rushed—maybe that’s why she always got what she wanted.
Simon stared at the address, jaw tight. After a moment, he pulled out his phone and called Ryan.
If anyone knew more about Clara’s mysterious boyfriend, it’d be Ryan.
When Ryan answered, his voice was rough and low, like he hadn’t slept in days. He sounded completely worn out.
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