Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 201

He turned and walked out of the office, determined to eventually catch Dylan's clever maneuvers.

Clara was getting pretty tired of Simon's constant gossip, which made things awkward between her and Dylan.

As she turned to leave, she noticed Dylan trying to stand up, but he accidentally knocked over his coffee cup, spilling it all over his suit pants. He frowned a bit, awkwardly bending down to clean up the mess.

Clara quickly stepped in, grabbing some tissues from the desk to help out. "Mr. Dylan, please sit down. Let me take care of this." His leg was clearly bothering him, but he didn't seem like the type to ask for help.

Dylan slowly sat back down, watching her carefully as she cleaned up the spill.

Clara tossed the tissues in the trash and grabbed a mop to wipe up the coffee on the floor. Just as she was about to put the mop away, she heard him speak.

"Ever since my leg got messed up like this, I feel like a burden."

Dylan really feel that way?

bad guy.

your interview on Wall Street-you were amazing. Plus, you looked great doing it. By the way, aren't you in rehab? Will your leg get

cleaned the coffee cup and set it beside him. Dylan's fingers tightened around

few moments of deep thought, she squeezed his hand seriously. "If it doesn't, I'll take care

eyes. Clara quickly let go of his hand. Nobody could handle seeing a strong man show

or being someone's hero.

"How long will you take care of

heals, Mr. Dylan. I'll be at your beck and call. Even though I don't know all the details, your leg is

paw. She felt like she was being teased,

hand for a few minutes before slowly letting go.

quickly, "I won't, but I've really gotta

her bag and rushed out of the office. She hadn't forgotten her next mission: to find the guy who kept pestering the Bradford family for money.