Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 312

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..."

act, Walter would surely make a move. Sometimes, Aiden just couldn't

Clara was returning. His lips

quite understand but chose not

noticed Aiden was there too. She placed the tray beside Dylan and meticulously wiped the spoon, offering, "Mr. Dylan, I noticed you haven't eaten much. Please, have a

intentions were obvious. Ignoring the

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

sip of the soup. It had been reheated

a slight lift in his

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

drifting to his wheelchair. A sudden memory flashed through her mind, a snippet

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