Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run
Chapter 73

After she said those words, something felt off. Why did it sound like she was being flirty? The room went silent, and the only thing you could hear was their breathing. Clara felt the aura coming from Dylan seep into every part of her being. She didn't know him well, but his magnetic pull on girls was undeniable.

Quickly, she got up from the small stool. "Mr. Dylan, I should head back now." She was in such a rush that just as she was about to open the door, he called after her.

"I'll have Aiden drive you home."

"Thank you."

Once she was in the car, she regretted it. Aiden wasn't exactly warm towards her, and the way he looked at her was hard to ignore. Sitting in the back, she could practically feel the disdain in his eyes.

When they arrived at her place, she couldn't hold back any longer. "Aiden, do you not like me?"

Aiden kept his hands on the wheel, his tone cool. "I'm not sure what you're up to, Ms. Clara, but whatever it is, play it safe. The boss might let you slide once, but his temper isn't as forgiving as you might think."

If she pushed him too far, there'd be no saving her.

Clara was a bit taken aback. Was Dylan's assistant saying he had a bad temper? To her, Dylan wasn't as icy as people made him out to be.

As she opened the car door to leave, Aiden's voice came again. "Ms. Clara, I'm serious. Once some people lose it, there's no stopping them."

Clara thought he was just trying to warn her off Dylan, so she smiled. "I'll remember that."

Aiden noticed her dismissive attitude and knew she wasn't taking him seriously. She'd learn soon enough. When he got back to the villa, Dylan was already in the study.

The study was rich with an air of understated luxury. Dylan sat in a chair, a book in hand. Noticing Aiden's entrance, he asked, "Did she get home alright?"

"Yes."

Dylan turned another page, leaning his head on one hand, saying nothing more. Aiden stood there for a moment before asking, "Should we handle Jade?"

Dylan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, but his demeanor remained calm. "No."

Aiden had been with him for years, yet he still didn't fully understand Dylan. When Clara caused his injury, he disappeared abroad without a word. Dylan rarely interfered in her life. Mostly, he seemed like an observer and only showed emotion when Clara was near.

Meanwhile, Jade called the executive who had planned to sleep with Clara. She wanted to ask how the hotel incident went, assuming Clara was already in shambles. The call went unanswered, and a flicker of excitement crossed her face.

The man liked to torment girls for days. If he was not picking up, it must've meant Clara's looks had ensnared him, prolonging the ordeal. Jade's smile grew, and her good mood was uncontainable. Clara not showing up to work today was evidence enough that she'd been ruined.

Jade wasted no time going to Simon's office, her tone tentative. "Mr. Simon, I'm not sure if I should mention this, but last night, a friend saw Clara heading to a hotel with a business associate."

Simon was always looking for a chance to get closer to Clara. He perked up at this. "Are you sure? Who was she with?"

"It was Casey. He was a part of the last Ferguson Corporation project."

Simon nearly broke his pen. Casey was infamous for drugging girls and blackmailing them with compromising photos. If they refused to comply, he'd use those photos to destroy their reputations. The industry had no sympathy; Casey was rich enough to silence girls with money. If they reported him, he'd drive the girls to despair.

Taking a deep breath, Simon's expression darkened. Jade kept fueling the fire, "Everyone knows what Casey's like. Clara was foolish to get involved with him. She's still your fiancée, and if people replace out..."

If word got out that his fiancée was tainted, his reputation would suffer as well.