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Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 420

Clara's interactions with Dylan recently hadn't exactly been a walk in the park.

She spent a good ten minutes debating whether to send him a message, half-convinced he'd already blocked her. After all, Dylan was pretty ticked off about the Eden situation.

To her surprise, the message went through—she hadn't been blocked or deleted.

"Hey, Mr. Dylan, sorry to bother you, but do you know where this estate is?"

She made sure to be super polite.

Less than a minute later, he replied.

"I think I've got an idea."

Clara's face lit up, and she immediately called him.

"Mr. Dylan, do you really know where it is? Can you tell me?"

Dylan listened quietly, his eyes lowered. "It's pretty remote. Even if I told you, you'd never find it."

"But..."

She was really eager to see the place.

"Meet me at Palm Bay in thirty minutes, and I'll take you."

Even after hanging up, Clara felt a bit off-kilter. Dylan should have been mad at her, yet his tone was surprisingly nice, making her wonder if all the recent tension was just in her head.

She drove to Palm Bay, and soon after parking, a stretch limo pulled up. The window slid down, and there he was.

"Mr. Dylan."

She hopped out of her car and joined him in the limo.

Dylan sat in the back, calm and composed, his emotions unreadable. But as Clara got closer, his hand, holding some papers, paused for a second.

The car door shut, and they were on their way.

Clara watched the scenery fly by, puzzled. "Where are we headed, and how long will it take to get back?"

He closed his eyes. "A week."

"A week?"

She was swamped with work, juggling meetings with executives and constant calls with Kaitlyn. Disappearing for a week would leave a mountain of tasks.

She took a deep breath and called her key contacts, including Kaitlyn.

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