Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 742

Clara had already arrived at Ferguson Corporation. Aiden was behind the wheel up front, and Charles—who absolutely refused to stay behind—was lounging in the back seat.

As they got out, Clara turned to Charles and said, "Hey, could you check out where that explosion happened last night? If you hear anything, let me know, okay?"

Charles thumped his chest, grinning. "Don't worry, sis! I'm keeping an eye on the trending topics, too. I'll handle Mr. Schwaderer for you and dig into that explosion. You can count on me! Just focus on your work... but, uh, when you're off, can we hang out?"

Clara looked into his clear, eager eyes. For a moment, she felt something almost surreal—a real, bone-deep trust that only comes from family. Since losing her memory, she hadn't felt a connection like that with anyone.

She nodded, then followed Aiden up to the top floor of Ferguson Corporation.

She'd been here once before, but back then everyone thought she was just a caretaker Dylan had hired. Now, seeing Aiden following her with such respect, people couldn't help whispering.

"Isn't that Clara? Why is Aiden being so formal with her?"

"Is the CEO not coming in today?"

While the gossip simmered, Clara walked straight into the CEO's office. Through the slowly closing door, everyone caught a glimpse of her sitting in the CEO's chair.

Instantly, the executive floor exploded with chatter. The office group chat was blowing up.

"Does anyone know what's going on? Clara's in the CEO's seat, the CEO's not here, and Aiden's acting like her assistant!"

Who knows the real story?

knew what

CEO's office, a group of senior managers

Mrs. CEO, but thought better of it. "Ms. Clara, these are the documents for today that need your review

scanned them for a few

"Where's the CEO? Aiden, are you really just going to

a month. All company business will be handled by Ms. Clara in the

managers glared. "Even you would be better, Aiden! What does Clara know about

through my team. Now that Mr. Dylan's not well, volunteered to help out if Mr. Dylan trusts

Clara's desk. "Fine. If you're so capable, let's

to happen

the documents, her brow

everyone knows you and Simon were close. Who

but Clara tossed the folder right at

There isn't a single sign

added a zero. If I remember right, when Ferguson commissioned our famous logo, the top design team

pale, her hands

very bottom, never