Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 788

That guy? The one who only ever cared about numbers and formulas?

Dylan was like a robot during those two years abroad. Forget women-he probably didn't even have a single female mosquito buzzing around his place. And now people expected him to turn against his own family for a woman? Sure, the girl in his car was pretty, but she wasn't exactly drop-dead gorgeous.

Still, there was something about her that felt oddly familiar...

Norman thought about it, then grinned. "Since you've already Googled the Chester family, and you know that idiot Charles, hasn't he mentioned you look a little like my sister? Maybe a third, at least. If Dylan fell for my sister while he was overseas and, after coming home, started liking you, it'd make sense. You'd just be a stand-in for her."

Clara didn't respond. Norman figured he'd finally scored a point.

When the car pulled up to Palm Bay, she was the first to get out. She glanced back, voice steady.

"I heard your little sister is a handful. From what I know about Dylan, he'd never fall for someone like that. Actually, scratch that—he wouldn't fall for anyone but me. So if anyone's going to be a stand-in, maybe someday your families will arrange a marriage, but your sister would just be my stand-in. If you really care about her, you should probably do something about it."

She shut the door, not waiting for a reply.

God, her confidence was something

big deal out of going after her. Clearly, she didn't have much of a

and suddenly they get all blindly confident, never realizing

her

he'd never even

out of the car, stopped in front of the Palm Bay gates,

to see if she was really as bold

walked up to the entrance and was immediately stopped by the

an hour ago. He told us not to let any

his dad sending random women

out her

that moment, Dylan was standing in front of his wardrobe, staring at a

"Boss, your wife's back. She's

Dylan's eyes, but

add