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.

was about 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 night? First time in years,

more Clara's mood darkened. She put her phone away and stood up calmly. "Mr. Dylan, are

clueless, or just playing dumb? I thought Dylan's feelings were obvious. He likes you; you're different. He

our words. I work at Ferguson Corporation and have no interest in

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

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

let's talk on the balcony at the

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

who his relatives are

Clara as easy to manipulate, so he got

He was just a waiter, sensitive and insecure,