Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 261

Clara had done her homework before coming here. Brushing off the dirty looks from the crowd, she walked right up to Jackson and took a seat beside him.

"Jackson, you haven't checked out the Ferguson Corporation documents yet. When do you think you'll have time to go over them? I can totally work around your schedule."

Jackson swirled the wine glass in his hand with a smirk. "Trying to use Dylan to twist my arm? Do you really think he's got a special thing for you?"

Clara immediately switched to a more respectful tone. "I wouldn't assume that. It's just that Mr. Dylan gave me this task, and I have to see it through. Otherwise, I can't face him."

Jackson's eyes darkened. If Clara had stepped out of line even a bit, he'd make sure she regretted it. But she was slick, not a single word out of place.

He felt a bit irked but then got an idea that made him grin mischievously. "Alright, if you want me to look at the contract, you've got to kiss the first person who walks through that door."

Clara's brow furrowed, but she understood the stakes. If Jackson wasn't satisfied tonight, the contract would be stuck in limbo.

family; holding

"Alright."

Jackson off guard. Didn't she have a boyfriend? Or

all heard it. For the sake of this contract, Ms. Clara agreed to kiss whoever walks in first. Get your

night, snaps of her kissing some random guy would be

room buzzed with whispers again. "Poor guy, whoever

he knew Clara would be the one kissing him,

phones out, this

on edge, eyes glued to the door, waiting to see who'd be the unlucky

the wheelchair with a cool demeanor, they all hastily tucked their

Dylan never wasted his time with such frivolities. He only showed up out of respect for Jackson and