Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 164

Chapter 164

Simon couldn't shake a dark thought from his mind. If Nate was really after Clara, maybe this was just karma

catching up with him. Even if he agreed to let Clara get with Nate, the idea of Nate actually laying a finger on her

made Simon feel like he might do something he'd regret. Having known Clara for so long, he'd always imagined

she'd be by his side forever.

He lowered his gaze, his fists slowly clenching at his sides. Ada had been crying but was startled by the intensity

radiating from her son; it felt like he'd changed overnight.

"Simon, what's going on?"

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“Nothing. I'm heading upstairs to rest. I'm not going back to my place tonight."

He had his own place, but tonight he wanted to stay here to avoid running into Quinn, who was likely waiting for

him.

Ada rubbed her eyes. "Alright, go get srest. Oh, by the way, Eden's back for the holidays."

"Mmm."

Simon was generally good to his sister, Eden. However, Ada had grown up in an environment that heavily

favored boys over girls, and couldn't help but be influenced by that mindset. She couldn't treat Eden with the

saffection she showed Simon, so she maintained just a superficial warmth.

As Simon was about to head upstairs, he saw Eden coming down the staircase. Her eyes lit up, and she called

out excitedly, "Hey, Simon!"

Simon wasn't in the mood for a chat and started to continue upstairs when he heard her say, "Simon, Clara's

everywhere | go, it's so annoying. | had dinner plans with Dylan tonight, and | still bumped into her afterward.

And Dylan- seriously, why does he have to network for so long? By the the showed up, the food was cold.

But at least he broughta gift, and it was really pretty!"

Simon stopped in his tracks, his gaze fixed on her. Eden, caught off guard by his intense stare, stammered,

"Simon... what's wrong?"

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"You had dinner with Dylan tonight, and he was late? Did you guys even eat?" Eden looked a bit disappointed as

she replied, "We barely ate before he had to leave, but there's always next time. Plus, | got a gift."

Dylan usually gave Eden pricey but impersonal gifts, often handled by his assistant, Aiden. But Eden didn't mind,

as Dylan rarely gave gifts to other women. She hummed a little tune as she headed downstairs, but Simon

caught her wrist. "Simon, what's up?"

"Eden, | need you to run through the timeline with me."

"What timeline? There's nothing to go over. Dylan was just busy tonight. It's not his fault."

Simon's grip tightened slightly. "Do it!"