Ada and her crew were fuming with frustration after failing to track down Clara. Nate didn’t expect his chance to slip away, vented his anger by slapping a bodyguard. “Useless! You can't even find one woman! Figure out who was in that car and get the license plate!”
The bodyguard reported the plate number and added, “There was a little flag on the car’s hood, not very noticeable.”
Simon, who was nearby, immediately got riled up. “No way!”
In the entire city, only Dylan’s car had a small flag at the front, but he hadn’t been around for years. His legs were hurt back then because of Clara, and he likely despised her too much to even think about saving her. The bodyguards must have been mistaken.
Feeling uneasy, Simon turned to Ada to vent. “Mom, what kind of lousy plan did you come up with?”
Ada took a deep breath and gave his shoulder a reassuring pat. “Simon, why are you getting so wound up over Clara?”
Simon acted as if someone had poked a sore spot, and quickly defended himself. “I’m not! I just want her to be humiliated and beg for forgiveness.”
Ada took Quinn’s hand and placed it in his. “Alright, you’ll stick with Quinn from now on. I’ll handle the engagement talk with the Bradford family. Nate likes Clara, and it’ll be a double celebration.”
The implication was clear: Simon would marry Quinn, and Nate would marry Clara. Clara’s own feelings didn’t matter. The Bradford family would definitely agree.
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