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Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 318

Clara wanted to ask if he was happy with things, but something stopped her. It felt like she was caught in a web of danger, unsure of his thoughts. She swallowed hard, her nerves getting the best of her. As Aiden pushed Dylan past her, she froze, intimidated by Dylan's commanding presence. It wasn't until they disappeared into the elevator that she snapped back to reality.

Hastily, she rushed to the bedroom. Sarah was on the sofa, cheeks flushed and lips trembling with excitement. Clara, clueless about what had happened, quickly asked, “Did he like you?”

Sarah blushed even deeper, her face and neck turning a shade of crimson. “I think so. He just kept staring at my face without saying anything.”

Clara felt a wave of relief wash over her. Dylan wasn’t the type to stare, so maybe he really was impressed. As for his quick exit, perhaps his emotions were just too intense. Even the most composed people can lose their cool in front of someone they hold dear.

Sarah grabbed her hand, her excitement barely contained. “Ms. Clara, will I get to see him again?”

Clara had already given her ten grand to tide her over financially. Sarah was more than willing to skip payment next time, just for another glimpse of him.

Clara, unsure of Dylan's feelings, didn’t want to make any promises. She set Sarah up in another room at the hotel, just in case. They exchanged numbers to keep in touch.

Leaving the hotel, Clara felt uneasy and tried calling Aiden, but he didn’t pick up. She’d hoped to gauge his thoughts, but that plan was a bust. Back home, she couldn’t shake her anxiety. Was Dylan satisfied or not? Why wouldn’t he just say something?

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