Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

When Aiden climbed into the car behind Dylan, he heard him snap, "Who told you to turn on the TV?"

Sitting in the driver's seat, Dylan looked frustrated. "I just wanted Ms. Clara to know the truth. She always thinks the worst of you, boss."

In Clara's eyes, Dylan would do anything for Eden-even if it meant crossing the line.

Dylan didn't respond. He just stared out the window, looking calm but distant. His fingers trembled as he reached for his meds, but Aiden quickly stopped him.

"Boss, let's just get through tonight first. It's going to be rough."

In more than twenty years, Walter had never lost face like this. The Ferguson family, always so untouchable, had become everyone's favorite gossip overnight. Dylan had really let him down this time.

Now, the old Ferguson mansion was already crowded with people.

Dylan stayed silent, closing his eyes slowly, as if none of this mattered to him.

Aiden glanced at him in the rearview mirror. Same as always he never had a clue what his boss was really thinking.

And then, there was the kid...

No one really knew who the kid's mother was. Aiden had been by Dylan's side for years and had learned to only ask what needed to be asked-never more. So there were plenty of things he was still in the dark about.

He pressed down on the gas, speeding all the way to the old Ferguson mansion. When they finally pulled up, he couldn't hold back anymore.

"Walter's pissed this time. He might..."

He might try to strip Dylan of his power.

packed the management with his own people, it wouldn't be enough to knock Dylan out of

depended on what Dylan wanted to do

and rolled into the mansion. The

was full, with

front of Walter. He didn't look angry, but

in the room was watching with barely

forward and spoke

"Father."

nearby, looking

stepped in, who knows how much longer Aaron would've been stuck under house

Serves him right.

revolved around him? He should remember who put him in charge in the first

could make someone-and he could destroy

was deep and commanding as he picked up his tea

fact he was drinking strong tea this late only showed how

tonight, and as Walter stayed silent, people started

but this was

"Dylan, you messed up

never

brought Emily me years ago, told us the truth. Turns out

it looked

Henry out,

as his own. The board wasn't stupid-they were definitely questioning Walter's

him useless in Walter's eyes. This

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