Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 785

He pressed his lips together, sat up, and leaned back against the headboard.

[Get some sleep soon.]

Clara was using a new phone number now. Her old number couldn't get any messages through, and calls wouldn't connect either-she already knew she'd been blocked.

It had Walter written all over it. Did he really think he could keep her away with something that simple?

All she had to do was buy a new SIM card. If she wanted to talk to Dylan, she'd

find a way.

When she saw his reply just three simple words-she couldn't help but smile.

[Did you eat dinner tonight?]

[Yeah.]

[Should I still bring your lunch to Ferguson Corporation tomorrow? Are you going in on a Saturday?]

It was Saturday tomorrow; he should be taking the day off.

He paused for a second and then sent back a single word.

[Yes.]

wave of relief. She'd only remembered it was the weekend after getting

next morning, Clara was up at six, just like always,

jealous. "Sis, Dylan is crazy lucky to have you. Seriously, did

time you tried to help? Did you even manage to eat

Charles got involved, he'd nearly blown up

help, Clara

as a mouse,

been living like a king lately-Clara's food was so good, he was honestly starting to worry that once he went back

engaged to that annoying girl over there. You probably don't know her-she acts like the world owes her something just because my brother Mitch spoils her. She never thinks before she acts, and she's always so rude. I really can't stand her. If she ever gives you trouble, I promise I'll be there

basically nothing about Ms. Louella online, which meant the Chester family kept her under tight wraps. At least there was some public

an eyebrow, teasing, "So you really don't like

She's always picking fights, but what can I do? Mitch

that, the Chester family must have

he talked about things like killing as if it was no big deal. She could only imagine what kind

special to them—a weapon, really, in the hands of those two

felt a pang

Charles was good-looking-just

a walk around

get stopped by all kinds of women. Some of the wealthy ladies around here had even come right out

surrounded by rich women, and Charles' face was

his currency.