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.

*

chipper, called out to Aiden, "Grab me

the flower, quickly found one. But when Dylan placed the cherry

"Find a nicer one."

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

requesting some high-end vases to be sent

minutes later, a vase from a renowned sculptor arrived, one that had sold for millions

find, destined

frown disappearing

muttered, taking the vase with

million-dollar vase was merely "acceptable" for a wild cherry

a ton of

his bed on the second floor, so

flowers wilt. That

up, suggested, "We could use advanced preservation techniques, make it

that

to roll his eyes,

was too wiped out