Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 787

Aiden glanced over at the woman still buried in her work. She hadn't bothered with breakfast again, and every now and then she'd look up from her desk, eyes flicking to the door like she was waiting for something or maybe someone. He

honestly had no clue what she was hoping for.

"Sir, Mrs. Ferguson wants to go to Palm Bay. Should I...?"

Dylan paused, his fingers freezing mid-turn of the page, gaze dropping to the file in his hands.

Everyone-Aiden included-always called her "Mrs. Ferguson" in front of him, whether they were talking business or not.

Dylan lowered his eyes, set the file aside, and stood up. He didn't say a word as he walked straight out.

"Sir?" Aiden called after him, but Dylan just stepped into the elevator without looking back.

Aiden leaned over and whispered to Clara, "Mrs. Ferguson, you go on ahead. I don't think he's the type to say no to you."

noticing that the car was already heading toward the downtown area. She pulled

When

seat. "Didn't you come to Capital City to see Charles? He's there too. Giving me a lift is just on your

raised an eyebrow. So, she knew who

remember if he'd ever met her before-maybe a forgotten fling from a past trip? But with a face like hers, he was sure he wouldn't have

moment, he just asked, "Have

online," Clara said. "You look pretty much the

his fingers on the steering wheel, amused. "And what made you look

she actually interested

Chester, second son

more someone put themselves out there, the more likely it was just a mask. The real

me pissed off Walter-today was supposed to be the end of the line for me. Lucky for me, yourshowed up. If you drop me off now, those people will see that you tried to help me escape,

smirk faded

Norman's older brother visited the Fergusons, nobody let slip what was