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."

racing. In her eyes, Mr. Sheffield was ruthless-if he really wanted to hurt Dylan,

breaking. "Then where

and stuck it between his lips. "No

smoked when he was truly on edge. After a few drags, he caught

"Clara... are you crying?"

back to reality. She wanted to deny it, but

reached up, surprised to find real

"I..."

fine. Worst case, like I told you, they'll just try to make him forget you. But with the way he is even if he

felt her heart twist

much Dylan cared about her. Richard had

the

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

the cigarette into a nearby trash can, not bothering to finish it "If he does forget you, just stick close to him. I

anything else,

shot her a worried look and quickly handed her a bottle of water. "Sis, does it

face was pale. She shook her head slowly and managed