Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 744

Back then, even if it was about work, he'd always wait at least ten or fifteen minutes before texting back.

["Yeah, just keep an eye on her."]

That wasn't because he thought Clara would cause trouble-he just worried she might run into someone she couldn't handle or get herself into something she couldn't fix.

Aiden honestly didn't know what to say most of the time. He could only wish them luck and hope for the best.

Dylan, though, hadn't felt this chill in ages. Maybe never. He was so relaxed, he didn't even know what to do with himself.

He'd never been the type to scroll through social media, but today, he found himself mindlessly swiping through his feed, even liking a few posts here and there.

People who got his likes were so spooked, they started reaching out to Jackson for answers.

"Dude, Mr. Dylan just liked my post. What's up with that? Our company doesn't have any recent business with Ferguson Corp, right?"

Jackson just rubbed his temples, trying not to laugh. "Don't overthink it. He's just in a weird mood today."

After three calls in a row, everyone was on edge over Dylan's sudden activity. Was Ferguson Corp about to buy them out? Was Dylan hinting at something big? Was he really that bold?

had enough. He called Dylan

that bored, why not come out for a drink? Seriously, it's better than sitting at home making everyone panic

let me

back his irritation,

our circle who's got it as bad as you. If people find out,

one of Clara's old graphic novels,

word out of Dylan's

muttered, "Whatever, do

to hang up when Dylan added, "Maybe you should cut back, too. Drinking's not good for

second, Jackson felt like he'd been struck by lightning. Dylan, actually worried

ending? Was the sun rising in the west? Or maybe love really could turn

twitched a few times. He didn't even know what to say, so he just

chair,

strange feeling. Dylan was on cloud nine with Clara-probably about to

file for divorce, only for his dad to throw three whiskey glasses at him. Since then, he'd kept his head down, not wanting to send the old man to the

with that woman? How did she

thought about it,

go out for a drink, he'd go

to the bar, he