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Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 450

"Alright, once we seal the next deal, I'll make some time to jog my memory." Clara said, agreeing, and headed out with the gift box in hand.

When she got to the hotel, she turned a corner and unexpectedly bumped into Richard right outside the private dining room. Richard seemed like he had just stepped out, gave her a quick glance, then looked away and walked off.

Clara found it odd. She had booked this room, so why was Richard coming out of it? Could it be that Dylan was already there?

She pushed the door open and, sure enough, saw someone inside. Dylan was there, holding a menu, looking like he was deep in thought about what to order. Clara had come half an hour early, yet Dylan was even earlier! Here she was, the one who needed to apologize, and she was the late one.

She quickly put on an apologetic face. "Mr. Dylan, you're here so early. Were you meeting with Richard?"

Otherwise, why would Richard be leaving this room? Before he could respond, she sat down across from him and pulled out the gift box. "I came across this brooch at the mall, and it just seemed like something you'd like, Mr. Dylan."

Last time, she had tried to smooth things over about the Sarah situation with a pair of silver-blue cufflinks, but Dylan never wore them. Dylan barely glanced at the brooch before focusing back on the menu. "Let's just order."

He didn’t seem interested at all. Clara didn’t mind; she hadn’t expected him to be impressed. Dylan had been surrounded by luxury his whole life.

"Alright, I had the chef suggest a few of their signature dishes. They should be out soon." As they waited, Dylan finally looked at her.

"Did you choose the gift?"

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