Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 234

Clara let out a sigh, hesitant to respond in a way that might hurt him.

"I'll definitely reach out next time."

"Yeah, miss you, think about you every day."

Clara was grinning at her phone when she felt someone standing in front of her. She looked up to find Lincoln.

His expression was dark. "Ms. Clara, texting Dylan at this hour? Isn't he asleep yet?"

Clara frowned slightly, picking up on his sarcasm. "I'm chatting with my boyfriend. Mr. Dylan is my boss; how could I dare disturb him so late?"

Lincoln's eyes widened slightly, like he'd just uncovered something big.

to reply to Z when Lincoln's mocking voice cut in. "Don't you think Dylan's acting a bit odd with you, Clara? Taking you to that kind of place last

She put her phone away and stood up calmly. "Mr.

dumb? I thought Dylan's feelings were obvious. He

our words. I work at Ferguson

a long look, then chuckled dryly. "Seems like you don't care about

to know too much about her whereabouts, likely planning something against Dylan. People thought Dylan's legs were done for, making him seem like an easy target. She considered refusing, but Lincoln seemed like a shady character-you never knew what

let's talk on the balcony at the

hospital was getting busy, so surely, he wouldn't try anything

you care a lot about your boyfriend, right? I can find out who he is, where he works, and who his relatives are in just a day.

easy to manipulate, so he got straight

icy; she hadn't expected Z to be in danger because of her. He was just a waiter, sensitive and insecure, yet always