Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 255

After Simon left, Clara planned to dive into her upcoming projects, but her focus was shattered when Eden swept in, storming straight to the CEO's office.

"Dylan!" she cried out, tears threatening to spill over. She had wanted to complain to Dylan last night but couldn't find him at Palm Bay. Now, her emotions were overflowing.

Dylan barely reacted, listening as she vented, "Look at this, Clara did this! She was so reckless, she hit my forehead, and there was so much blood yesterday. Dylan, you have to punish her severely!"

Clara knew Eden came to stir up trouble. When she was called into the office, she was prepared for anything, but she didn't expect Dylan to take Eden's complaints so seriously.

"Mr. Dylan," she greeted, but he didn't even glance her way, just tossed a file in her direction. "You're in charge of negotiating this project."

It was a project with the Dawson family. Given Jackson's dislike for her, she knew this would be a rough ride.

Eden, aware of Clara's history with the Dawsons, clung to Dylan's arm with a smug look. "Dylan, I knew you'd have my back!"

She smirked at Clara. "Oh, a deal with the Dawsons. Everyone knows they can't stand you. I'm curious to see how they'll give you a hard time. Just a friendly tip: don't start anything with them. The Dawsons can make someone disappear without a trace."

With Dylan's backing, Eden was fearless.

Clara felt a knot in her stomach, unsure why.

She picked up the file and turned to leave, overhearing Dylan ask Eden, "Satisfied?"

He was checking if Eden was happy with how he handled Clara.

Eden beamed, "Very satisfied. Dylan, are you going back to the family home tonight? I heard Grandpa wants everyone there, probably to announce something big?"

Clara closed the door, still feeling uneasy.

But she quickly pulled herself together. After all, she wasn't anyone special to Dylan. It made sense he'd favor Eden, right?

She chuckled bitterly, recalling the last conversation she overheard. Cedric was likely going to announce something about Lincoln. Lincoln had vanished, and now the whole Ferguson family couldn't reach him. Cedric was probably going to give some folks a stern talking-to.

What he didn't realize was that the mastermind was his seemingly laid-back youngest son.

Dylan's calm appearance hid a ruthless streak.

Clara worked late, feeling increasingly uneasy, and finally vented to Z.

[My boss is blind, coddling someone like Eden.]

Z took a few minutes to reply.

[Did you have a rough time?]

Clara hadn't felt too upset initially, but his question made her heart pang.

It was her own foolishness, thinking she and Dylan were at least on the same team. Sending her to deal with the Dawsons felt like sending her to the wolves, didn't it?

Men.