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Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 170

It took Dylan a moment to set down the papers in his hand. “Need me to remind you? I’m your uncle, after all.”

“Oh, so you do remember you’re my uncle. Were those words you said last night really what an elder should say to someone younger? Don’t think I didn’t record it.”

Dylan leaned back in his chair, trying to stay calm. “A wedding gift for you and Quinn is on the way, so stop acting up.”

With just those two words—acting up—Dylan dismissed all of Simon’s actions as immature.

Simon’s eyes narrowed, and he bit his lip hard. “Dylan, you’ve been after Clara from the beginning, haven’t you?”

Dylan didn’t answer; instead, he called Aiden in to escort Simon out.

As Simon reached the lobby of Ferguson Corporation, he bumped into Quinn, who was there looking for him.

Quinn was in a foul mood these past couple of days. She’d hoped for some quality time with Simon in the evenings, but he hadn’t shown up for two nights and wasn’t even picking up his phone.

“Simon!” she called out, tears lacing her voice as she hurried over. “Why haven’t you been answering my calls?”

Seeing her tear-stained face, Simon felt a wave of annoyance. His gaze flitted around, searching desperately for Clara. He was eager to find out where she was.

His distraction left Quinn feeling humiliated. She was torn between worrying about Colton’s recovery and the fear that Simon might go running back to Clara. She was at her wit’s end—couldn’t Clara just vanish already?

“Simon…”

Before she could finish, Simon’s eyes lit up—he’d spotted Clara’s car. “Quinn, we’ll talk later. I’ve got something urgent to handle.”

He had to get Clara’s memory back to expose Dylan’s scheming. Once her memory returned, she’d hate Dylan just like before!

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