Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 177

Chapter 177

She was kicking herself a bit for actually losing her memory, which left her feeling a bit too helpless in dealing

with all these issues.

She pulled out the small notebook she had snagged from the Bradford family. The words were scribbled with

such force; it was obvious her emotions were all over

the place when she wrote them.

Why couldn't she trust Dylan?

Since waking up, something told her Dylan wasn't all that bad. She rubbed her temples, trying to piece things

together, but it was no use, so she decided to let it go for the moment. She'd look up the nHugh first thing

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in the morning.

The next morning, as she was heading out, she bumped into Scarlette. Knowing Scarlette's knack for business,

she figured she'd ask her about Hugh. Scarlette had connections all over town and promised to ask around.

Half an hour later, Clara got the scoop on Hugh, and it blew her mind. Hugh turned out to be the son of Quinn's

adoptive parents!

Since he wasn't anyone of note, the details were sketchy and only mentioned that Hugh had randomly slipped

into a coma six years ago. But the real kicker was, when did Clara even meet him? And why did she shell out so

much money to keep him in the hospital?

She glanced again at the info on Hugh's adoptive parents. His father was called Ashton, and his mother was

June. Five years ago, Ashton got slapped with a twenty-year sentence for rape and murder, while June had been

fighting to clear his nfor years.

Unfortunately, she lacked any evidence and eventually lost her grip on reality, and no one knew where she was

now. A criminal dad, a brother in a coma, and a mom who'd lost her marbles-at first glance, Quinn seemed pretty

hard done by. But the twist was, that Ashton's crlined up with the year Quinn joined the Bradford family, and

Hugh's coma happened a year before that. Nobody had a clue what went down.

All this made Clara's head spin, and she had no leads to latch onto. She really wished she could remember

something, anything.

When she reached the company's top floor, she ran into Aiden. He handed her a folder and mentioned an

address, "Lakeside Restaurant."

"Huh?"

"Take this to the CEO there."

"Mr. Dylan isn't at the office this early?"

Aiden shot her a sideways glance, dripping with sarcasm. "He pulled an all-nighter and is meeting with the CEO

of Greenard Group today. The two companies are working together, and they're grabbing breakfast there."

Knowing he wasn't a fan of hers, Clara didn't press for more info. She grabbed the folder and set off.

Lakeside Restaurant was famous for its breakfast, and it was easy on the stomach too. She found out which

private room Dylan was in, and just as she was about to enter, she heard a man's voice. "This proposal probably

won't fly. My sister cup with it when she was still at the company. Only she knew the follow-up plans, and

now that she's not around, | don't know who slipped this into the folder-it must have been a mix-up." The voice

belonged to Nicholas.

As Clara nudged the door open a crack, someone tapped her on the shoulder-it was Scarlette.

She was a bit taken aback. "Scarlette? You're having breakfast here too?" As soon as she said Scarlette's name,

there was a crash from inside as a cup hit the floor.