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.

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

talked, the more Clara's mood darkened. She put her phone away and stood up

sneered, "Are you really clueless, or just playing dumb? I thought Dylan's feelings were obvious.

I work at Ferguson Corporation

you don't care about him at all. Makes things easier.

wanting no part in the Ferguson family's drama. Lincoln seemed 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.

balcony

busy, so surely,

"Clara, 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. If you don't want him dragged into this, you better listen to me. Otherwise, the next time you see him, it

easy to manipulate, so he

her. He was just a waiter, sensitive and insecure, yet always excited to see her, making