Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 460

Before Clara could even finish her sentence, a group of men who looked like bodyguards suddenly swooped in, silencing her with their presence. They had this cold, no-nonsense vibe as one of them spoke up from outside the car. "Ms. Clara, sorry for the trouble. This woman is a distant relative of the CEO and isn't in the best mental state. We didn't expect her to wander out tonight."

The woman, who seemed so disturbed before, instantly quieted down, almost like she was scared.

Clara wanted to talk to her a bit more, but the security team had already driven the car away. They stopped in front of the main villa, where the lights were still on.

Clara got out, holding her bouquet of flowers, and instinctively turned around, hoping to catch a glimpse of where the woman was taken. But there was nothing —she'd disappeared like a ghost. Rubbing her temples, she felt a headache starting to creep in.

Suddenly, the door in front of her swung open. Standing at the entrance, she noticed the living room was empty. She placed the flowers on the coffee table, ready to leave, but then she spotted Dylan on the second floor.

He was leaning against the railing, his voice calm and collected. "Why are you so late?"

Clara looked up, a hint of surprise in her voice. "Mr. Dylan, are your legs feeling better?"

"Yes."

was around Dylan, she couldn't shake off this feeling of

florists in the Capital didn't have these flowers, so I went to the countryside to pick them.

for someone as disciplined as Dylan, it was strange

often left her unsure of what to say, not

are here, so I'll get going. You should get some

she took a step away, he suddenly asked, "Is the

she had some snowflakes there he'd noticed. "A bit. This year's snow in the Capital seems

"Yeah."

with these random questions?

a few more minutes, unable to handle the

finish, he asked, "Do

guard, Clara looked up and met his gaze. His eyes were calm, one hand hanging by his side, his whole figure softly illuminated

Dylan like this, almost as if he was lost in a

I picked several stems; I

disturbed woman, Clara had felt uneasy, and now she just wanted to leave. After answering him, she lowered her head and headed for the door.