Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 327

After wrapping up the conversation, Clara left Palm Bay, feeling the need to drop by and see Ryan.

Her past was a blur, and it was only by chance that she found out about the alternative medicine expert from Ryan. When she got to his villa, Ryan was passed out on the couch, surrounded by a sea of thick documents, looking utterly wiped out.

Seeing his youthful face, Clara couldn't help but wonder if pushing him into this role was the right move. But Johnny's biggest worry had always been this son, and Clara had promised she wouldn't take anything from the Bradford family. Taking over as CEO after Johnny's death seemed out of the question.

Clara had to admit, ever since she woke up, she never quite felt like she belonged in this family, even though she knew she was letting Johnny down.

She gently tapped Ryan's cheek. "Ryan, wake up."

He slowly opened his eyes, red and tired. "Clara."

Clara sat next to him. "You once told me that before I was eight, I was really sickly, and you hardly saw me. Then I went to see some alternative medicine expert in Dad's hometown, and I got better, right?"

Ryan nodded, remembering the conversation.

"Do you remember where that expert is? I want to go myself and get some insomnia medicine for Mr. Dylan."

Mr. Dylan?

Ryan thought he must’ve heard wrong. Was she talking about Dylan? Clara used to hate him.

Clara explained, "The Bradford family’s land might have some issues, and Dylan knows what's up."

Clara didn’t remember, but it seemed she'd mentioned it to Megan before. She smiled slightly. "Ryan's making me proud; he's grown up so fast."

To ease Clara’s mind, Ryan packed up that night and was ready to hit the road, only to run into Megan at the toll station.

He'd met Megan before and knew she was close to Clara. Back then, his feelings about Clara were complicated. He often asked her to cook, rarely talking about anything else, because Clara always seemed uninterested, always busy. Over time, ordering food became one of the few chances they had to connect.

Megan waved, stopping the car. "Ryan, I talked to Clara. I know you're heading to Bridgetown. I need to go there too. Can I join you?"

Ryan, a proud young man at heart, wasn’t big on chatting with strangers. But since she was Clara’s friend, he didn’t refuse and opened the car door. "Hop in."

Megan smiled, something unreadable glinting in her eyes, and got in the car.