Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 160

As the evening's event wound down, Clara seized the moment, positioning herself right behind Dylan. "Mr. Dylan, I've got something I need to ask you."

The business partners had just finished their polite goodbyes and said they'd wait outside. Aiden wasn't too happy about it, but he played along, leaving just Clara and Dylan in the room.

Clara couldn't hold it in any longer. "Mr. Dylan, if I've ever done anything to upset you before, please don't take it to heart. My dad always says you're as forgiving as a saint, and I was probably just really childish back then."

Dylan silently spun the glass in his hand. Clara quickly filled up two glasses with wine. "I'll take this as an apology."

The gossip she'd heard had her all jittery. If she really had crossed Dylan in the past, he must've had legendary patience for not having reacted.

She knocked back a glass, then another, and another. Dylan glanced at the bottle, noting the high alcohol content meant for mixing. Even the heaviest drinkers would feel the impact after three shots.

Clara felt the burn in her belly after those drinks. The first one had already hit hard, but she couldn't back out now. Setting the glass down, a wave of heat rushed through her. She leaned on the table, shaking her head to stay clear- headed.

too hard, the table shifted, and she stumbled toward Dylan. Dylan tried to catch her, but she grabbed the tablecloth. To avoid the mess,

room spin. The next thing she knew, the wheelchair tipped, and she ended up sitting on Dylan's lap. Dylan, looking sharp in his suit,

partners and Aiden stood at the doorway, taking in the scene. Dishes were on the floor, the wheelchair flipped, and Clara

clearly uncomfortable. The partners were stunned for a moment, then hurried over. Everyone had had a bit

you wouldn't hurt Mr. Dylan. At this rate, you'll be all

keep your cool. Even if Mr. Dylan isn't interested, you shouldn't

her rush, she didn't realize she still held a piece of his shirt, popping the remaining buttons off

head, and after a few seconds, he said hoarsely,

the partners' suspicions. Clara was overstepping boundaries. Aiden grabbed Clara by the collar, his forehead vein

so harshly. Clara was at a loss for words! She

much," she blurted out. The business partners, all a bit tipsy, weren't used to seeing Dylan in such a vulnerable state, and they got a bit bolder with