Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 386

He coughed a couple of times, his face darkening with frustration. "Let's head back."

He'd been trying to find a moment to meet up with Clara, but too many people were watching him, and his overseas business was taking a hit. Endless meetings had him tied up with no time to spare.

Finally, after sorting everything out, he had planned to see Clara, but found himself caught up in a relentless chase. Dylan had really covered his tracks well.

Once they were in the car, Aaron looked pale as a ghost. Lucky for him, or else tonight could have ended very differently.

Back home, a doctor was already waiting. Someone asked, "Mr. Dylan, should we let Walter know?"

Aaron chuckled to himself. Telling his grandfather wouldn't change a thing. His brother's death had been suspicious, yet it was brushed aside without much investigation. Who knew what his grandfather was thinking?

He took a deep breath, beads of sweat forming on his forehead until the bullet was finally removed, clinking onto the tray with a sharp sound.

should we

cared about Clara, she was clearly

on his lips. "Go after Clara? Dylan's like a rabid dog off its leash, and Clara's holding that leash. If she's gone, we're all done for. Why mess with her? Looking to

wasn't fear of Dylan; he just

their lips, a little

unreadable. "But the more Dylan cares about Clara, the more he'll lose his cool. We won't touch Clara, but we can push her to act on her

grasped his plan, waiting for

be perfect if

at this, jumping into

stared at the bloodstains in the basin, his hand slowly clenching by his side. He wasn't going

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