Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 426

As the car came to a stop at Palm Bay, Clara was the first to hop out, ready to lend him a hand. But Dylan jerked his hand back, as if she'd shocked him.

Clara rolled her eyes. Just a bit ago, when he was all woozy from the heat, he'd been perfectly happy to hold her hand. Now that he was clear-headed, he seemed to be over it.

She stepped back, letting the Palm Bay staff take over.

Dylan got out of the car with their help, still clutching a sprig of cherry blossom. Clara's heart softened a little. Oh well, she thought, at least he and Z have the same taste.

"Mr. Dylan, I'm heading back now. Don't forget to take your meds and take care of yourself."

"Yeah."

He was already being wheeled inside, not even glancing back. Clara wasn't keen on sticking around to see his mood, so she made her way out.

Getting a cab from here was a pain.

Luckily, a car from Palm Bay pulled up soon, offering her a ride home. She gladly accepted; it was snowing, and the holidays were just around the corner.

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out to Aiden, "Grab me

exactly who'd sent the flower, quickly found one. But when Dylan placed the cherry blossom in it, he frowned and took it

"Find a nicer one."

through at least a dozen vases, Dylan still wasn't satisfied, his mood shifting

quickly made some calls, requesting some high-end vases to be

minutes later, a vase from a renowned sculptor arrived, one

rare find, destined to increase

vase, his frown disappearing as he placed the cherry blossom

he muttered, taking the vase with

wondering why a million-dollar vase

CEO had put aside a ton of work

the vase by his bed on the second floor, so it would be the first thing

then he remembered, flowers wilt. That thought wiped

who'd followed him up, suggested, "We could use advanced preservation

"Not that it really

the urge to roll his eyes, already arranging it

Clara got home, she was too wiped out