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.

climbing across the floor,

completely absorbed, eyelashes lowered, turning pages without ever noticing

between his fingers, watching her for a few minutes before finally looking back at his own work. That's

Clara.

welled up in his chest, and

well lately, and now,

for a moment, then slipped out of his chair

just mumbled something and shifted,

nothing on his

The sound of typing filled the office -Dylan was still

Dylan. He'd

he noticed she was awake,

second, then

ten minutes, Aiden showed up with their food, even moving

she wouldn't have

a little out of place.

as oblivious as she could could tell that everyone-the

be looking

to be looking out

confused. She was supposed to be a prisoner here.

food was beautifully a

looking almost