Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 170

It took Dylan a moment to set down the papers in his hand. "Need me to remind you? I'm your uncle, after all."

"Oh, so you do remember you're my uncle. Were those words you said last night really what an elder should say to someone younger? Don't think I didn't record it."

Dylan leaned back in his chair, trying to stay calm. "A wedding gift for you and Quinn is on the way, so stop acting up."

With just those two words-acting up-Dylan dismissed all of Simon's actions as immature.

Simon's eyes narrowed, and he bit his lip hard. "Dylan, you've been after Clara from the beginning, haven't you?"

Dylan didn't answer; instead, he called Aiden in to escort Simon out.

As Simon reached the lobby of Ferguson Corporation, he bumped into Quinn, who was there looking for him.

past couple of days. She'd hoped for some quality time with Simon in the evenings, but he hadn't shown up for two nights and wasn't even

as she hurried over. "Why haven't you been answering my

gaze flitted around, searching desperately

torn between worrying about Colton's recovery and the fear that Simon might

"Simon..."

could finish, Simon's eyes lit up-he'd spotted Clara's car. "Quinn, we'll talk later. I've got something urgent

Dylan's scheming. Once her memory returned, she'd hate Dylan

moved to leave quickly, but Quinn grabbed his arm. "Are you running off to

was fake—you're not weak at all. I don't get why you always pretend to be so delicate. Can you

and her grip on his

hurried off, eager to

all her efforts had turned her into a fool. How did

dug into her palms, almost