Chapter 349

Clara felt like she had been lost in sleep forever. Her dreams were a chaotic swirl of disconnected images, like a puzzle that refused to fit together. The final scene lingered in a dark cave, pierced by a single beam of light slicing down from above, creating a beautiful but unnoticed display.

In this dream, she was just a little girl, around seven or eight, softly tapping a boy's cheek, pleading with him to stay awake. His injuries were severe, and he was getting colder by the minute. By the second day of being trapped, in a desperate move, she bit her wrist and let him drink her blood, hoping to save him. It was amazing that a child so young could come up with such a way to help.

For two days, she kept feeding him her blood until finally, the boy woke up in her arms. Her face was ghostly pale, but she held on to his face with both hands. "Are you okay? You scared me. Don't worry, someone will come to save us.'

"What did you give me?" he asked.

"Blood. It can save lives when it counts," she replied, showing him her injured wrist and then, a bit embarrassed, she scratched her cheek, "You've still got a fever, so try to rest a bit more."

an intense vibe radiating from him. Clara tried desperately to see his face clearly in the dream but never could. Everything was so muddled,

concern. She tried to rub her head, but he gently caught her wrist. "You're all bruised up;

was being squeezed shut, and no words

and the Ferguson family is in chaos. Grandpa's having it thoroughly investigated, and Dylan's swamped with work. Clara, how did you end up on the road, all beat up? Who did

sharp pain through her body, like being cut by a thousand tiny knives. She also wondered why Simon had been there; did he really not know who had hurt her? She looked into his eyes and saw nothing but

concern.

guy, though a bit naive, never seemed to have a mean bone in his body. She closed her eyes, exhaustion creasing her face. "Simon, do you know why Mr. Dylan is so fond of

to his usual expression. "Emily was taken in by Dylan. Without him, she wouldn't have made it. She depends on him, and Dylan really cares for her. Out of everyone in the Ferguson family, she's his

remembered Eden saying that Dylan needed her. What was really going on between them? Did Dylan have something on her? As the powerful CEO of Ferguson Corporation, Dylan wasn't someone to be easily manipulated. If anyone had leverage over him, his

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