Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 776

Mr. Sheffield stepped forward and gave Richard's shoulder a reassuring pat.

"Alright, you've already apologized to Walter-let's leave it at that. You're usually so steady. What got into you today?"

Richard didn't answer right away. He stood there for a moment, silent, then let a faint smile slip across his lips.

"As long as Dylan's okay. Walter, I was out of line today. I'll stop by and apologize in person next time."

Mr. Sheffield breathed a sigh of relief and continued chatting with Walter.

Richard wasn't really listening. He turned and headed downstairs.

After lighting some incense, he was just stepping outside when his phone buzzed. Clara's name flashed on the screen.

"Richard, have you seen Dylan?"

He rubbed his temples, feeling the start of a headache. "The old man pulled a fast one. Dylan's probably not at the house anymore."

started racing. In her eyes, Mr. Sheffield was ruthless-if he really wanted to hurt Dylan, he wouldn't

almost breaking. "Then

fished a cigarette from his pocket, and stuck it between his lips.

he was truly on edge. After a few drags, he caught the sound of soft sniffling on the other

"Clara... are you crying?"

jolted her back to reality. She wanted to deny it, but her

surprised

"I..."

But with the way he is even if he does forget, the moment he sees you

felt her heart twist

was saying this-it was obvious how much Dylan cared about her. Richard had seen it all

her mouth, but the ache in her chest

another drag, then said quietly, "And Dylan doesn't want to leave the country. To him, nothing matters more than you. Clara, can't you try being a little more

forget you, just stick close to him. I bet he'll fall

up before she could say anything else, leaving Clara clutching her phone, her

sitting next to her, shot her a worried look and quickly handed her a bottle of water.

was pale. She shook her head slowly