Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 287

Clara often found herself trying to decipher his cryptic thoughts, leaving her with no choice but to repeat herself.

“I can't go to Azure Shores, sorry about that.”

“You have to.”

She furrowed her brows, considering quitting altogether, when he added, “Aaron is back.”

“Who’s Aaron?”

“Lincoln’s brother. He’s not as easygoing as Lincoln. He’s digging into Lincoln’s business, and I’m getting you out of here because his interrogation tactics are brutal.”

Clara squinted, “What’s that got to do with me?”

“Clara, he’s going to find you because the meds Lincoln gave you were from Aaron.”

Seeing his serious expression, Clara couldn’t help but ponder deeply.

With her current situation, she definitely couldn't afford to mess with anyone from the Ferguson family.

And if Dylan said Aaron was a tough nut to crack, sticking close to him seemed like the safest bet.

But why Azure Shores?

Azure Shores was a long way off, and with Dylan being under scrutiny, who knew if Aaron would come after him?

She wasn’t thrilled about sharing a ride with this guy either; lately, she’d sensed something odd about him.

“Alright, I’ll go, but Mr. Dylan, I’ll take the train. Your high status won’t permit that, so let Aiden drive you instead.”

She was about to walk out of the office, “Aiden said it’d be a week-long trip, so I’ll head home to pack a few changes of clothes. I’ve already bought my train ticket, so let’s meet at Azure Shores. It’s remote, with only one five-star hotel, so we’ll catch up there.”

As she reached for the door handle, half her body already out, she heard him say, “Is being with me that unbearable?”

Clara froze, reluctantly closing the door again.

“Mr. Dylan, I thought some things didn’t need to be spelled out. You’ve been acting odd lately, so naturally, I want to avoid any misunderstandings. I don’t want the higher-ups thinking I’m climbing the ladder through you, nor do I want Cedric to think I have ulterior motives. Most importantly, I don’t want to get dragged into the Ferguson family’s drama, so whether you’re joking or have other intentions, I have every reason to decline.”

The women who chased him before were at least supermodel-level, with legs and figures that didn’t even tempt him. Why would he notice a regular employee like her?

Sitting by her seat, she yawned, planning to catch some shut-eye, when she overheard some nearby chatter.

“That place is deadly, better watch out, especially for the guy with the silver mask. I accidentally bumped into him once and almost fell to my knees.”

“You’ve only been there once and lost big; how’d you run into a big shot like that?”

“I told you, I was losing bad and needed the bathroom. Then I saw him going up the spiral staircase, saying coldly, ‘Take care of it.’ I was so scared I nearly wet myself.”

Clara turned to see a group of burly men.

Noticing the stunning woman across from them, the men realized their words were a bit much and quickly offered an awkward smile.

Clara, intrigued by the mysterious owner of the night establishment, couldn’t help but ask, “Is he really that terrifying?”

The man’s curiosity piqued, “Miss, have you been there too? I told them, but they wouldn’t believe me, saying something about a ban on gambling.”