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.

think Dylan's acting a bit odd with you, Clara? Taking you to that kind of place

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

clueless, or just playing dumb? I thought Dylan's feelings

Dylan, let's be careful with our words. I work at Ferguson

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

the balcony

busy, so surely, he

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

easy to manipulate, so he got straight to

hadn't expected Z to be in danger because of her. He was just a waiter, sensitive and insecure, yet always excited to see her, making him