Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 489

Aaron thought his day was done, but Dylan had other plans. He whipped out his phone and called Walter.

"Hey, Dad," he said casually.

Walter, who had just started entertaining guests again, was in the middle of a

chess game with the elder from the Dawson family.

"What's going on?" Walter asked, not looking up from the board.

"I ran into Aaron. He got a bit roughed up, so I took him to the hospital."

Walter paused, holding a chess piece mid-air, his voice steady. "Is it bad?" "Not really, but he won't be making it to tomorrow night's dinner."

Aaron sat right there, listening as Dylan spun his story without a hitch. In the Ferguson family, Walter was the top dog, and nobody dared to lie in front of him. Yet Dylan didn't even flinch.

"As long as it's nothing serious. Health comes first."

After hanging up, Dylan turned to Aaron. "Take a couple of months off. Don't show your face at Ferguson Corporation for a while."

up, his face

was more than

showcase achievements. If Walter was impressed, he could fund a new business venture. Successful ones could mean more shares in the

back from abroad, where his branch had major breakthroughs. Walter had already told him he was eager to hear his report. Missing the event meant missing his chance to shine in front of his

went pale, his hands clenched into fists, trembling with humiliation. As Dylan was wheeled away, Aiden asked quietly, "What if we push him too far?" Dylan looked out at the blustery weather. "Then he won't get the chance to say

Aiden fell silent.

car, Dylan coughed

"The doc said to keep it moderate. Only up the dose if you really

had side effects that sometimes hit hard, but he had no choice. Without them, sleep was

in the rearview mirror.

Palm Bay tomorrow

She's grateful. May

the city blur past, gripping the pill bottle tightly, a bitter smile

reason

reach, no matter how

Ferguson family still

gaze to his