Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 642

Chapter 642

Morgan had been at Ferguson Corporation long enough to know exactly how to

read a room. The second he sensed Dylan was in a good mood, he slid right into a report about his latest projects. As expected, his timing paid off.

"Nice work. You really put some thought into this," Dylan said.

"Let HR bump up your salary."

Raises for senior staff usually meant weeks of meetings, endless paperwork, and layers of approvals. But now, with just a word from the CEO, it was done.

Morgan sat up a little straighter. He hadn't seen a raise in years-especially now, when other companies were slashing salaries and laying people off left and right. But not here. He was moving up, and he knew exactly who to thank.

Clara really was his lucky charm.

Clara had just scooped up a bite of dessert when she felt someone's beaming gaze land on her like a spotlight. She glanced up and caught Morgan staring at her.

He bowed a few times, grinning ear to ear. "Thank you, Mrs. Carter!"

She paused, fork halfway to her mouth, her brow furrowing. What had she even done?

Morgan left the office practically floating, humming to himself as the door clicked shut behind him.

Clara was left feeling a little confused, poking at her dessert with her spoon. When she was full, she set it aside and picked up a magazine, flipping through

the pages.

direction. Afternoon sunlight spilled through the window, climbing across the floor, lighting up the leaves of a potted plant, and catching

seemed completely absorbed, eyelashes lowered, turning

work. That's when

Clara.

froze. Something heavy and bittersweet welled up in his chest, and he couldn't put words to it—even if he

lately, and now, almost without realizing it, she set the magazine

then slipped out of his chair and quietly laid his suit jacket over

wake, just mumbled something

but nothing on his computer screen made

rubbing her eyes. The sound of typing filled the office -Dylan was still at his

course he was. This was Dylan. He'd been working

he noticed she was awake, he asked,

thought for a second, then nodded. She

ten minutes, Aiden showed up with

have to get

felt a little out

she could could tell

to be looking out

to be looking out

be a prisoner here. Why were they treating her

food was beautifully

dish looking almost