Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 365

Clara was feeling a bit on edge with Nicholas's eyes glued to her. His expression kept shifting from frowning to pursing his lips, leaving her guessing at his thoughts. She felt like she was under a microscope.

The whole room seemed to chill, and when she glanced over, she noticed Dylan wasn't looking his best. He was pale, sipping water constantly, and his wrist was tense around the glass.

Without hesitation, she got up and went over to him. “Mr. Dylan, are you feeling okay?"

Dylan just lowered his gaze, his hands wrapped around the cup. "I'm fine."

Clara knew him well enough to realize that even if he wasn't fine, he wouldn't bother saying much about it.

Leaning in a bit, she whispered, "Is it your stomach? There's a pharmacy nearby. I can grab some meds for you."

Before Dylan could respond, Nicholas tapped the table. "Ms. Clara, please sit down and keep some distance from Dylan."

might have some hidden agenda with Dylan. She couldn't help but chuckle at the thought

himself a nod of approval. He figured someone like Clara wasn't

feet between her and Dylan. The table was massive, designed for private, high-profile

think I'm unaware of your game. It's better to drop it. I've heard all the rumors flying around. Did you start them? Walter's still setting

kept his voice low, just for Clara to hear. Clara just smiled, closing

to Dylan, having done her homework on the ingredients

soup is

her off, "No talking during

Dylan might not appreciate her culinary commentary, and quickly

introductions. She flashed a thankful smile at Nicholas.

sneered again, "Trying to win me over

a bit taken aback. She'd heard Nicholas was notoriously hard to deal with, but at least he wasn't as harsh as Jackson. He might be sarcastic, but he wasn't hostile, just thinking she wasn't the right