Chapter 312

As soon as she left, Aiden quietly stepped into the room, standing respectfully in front of Dylan, his mind racing with thoughts. Those bodyguards were indeed Walter's, heading back to the Ferguson estate. If Dylan didn't step in, what Clara said would definitely reach Walter.

Aiden was there to gauge Dylan's reaction. He stayed silent, patiently waiting. But even after ten minutes, Dylan remained focused on his documents, the sound of his pen scratching against paper filling the room.

As fifteen minutes ticked by, Aiden tentatively asked, "Sir, should we intervene?"

Dylan paused, his pen still, eyes flickering briefly before he calmly replied, "No need."

"But..."

they didn't act, Walter would surely make a move.

hearing footsteps approaching, knowing Clara was returning. His lips curled slightly. "I want to see

understand but chose

placed the tray beside Dylan and meticulously wiped the spoon, offering,

gaze. Clara's intentions were obvious. Ignoring

food on the tray grew cold. Clara reheated it again and again, repeating this cycle

the soup. It had been reheated so many

slight lift in his eyebrows

mood. He glanced at Clara with sympathy; no matter how

her gaze lingering on the back of his neck before drifting to his wheelchair. A sudden memory

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