As Clara pinned the brooch, she felt the space between them shrink. Despite her efforts to keep things polite and distant, Dylan subtly pulled away as she leaned in.
Quickly fastening the brooch, she sat back up. “Mr. Dylan, let’s eat. You must be hungry too.”
Dylan watched her as she cleaned the utensils, his fingers brushing the brooch that still held the warmth from her touch.
“Yeah,” he replied, his mood visibly relaxing, which made Clara feel relieved.
Just as Clara was about to speak, a voice from outside caught her attention—it was Jeffree. She’d chosen this restaurant specifically to catch some drama.
Next door, Richard was in the middle of an important meeting when Jeffree unexpectedly burst in.
The Warren Enterprises team was present, but Jeffree boldly threw open the private room door.
“Richard, my boyfriend is your half-brother, the Warren family’s illegitimate son. Why won’t you let him have his share of the company? He has a legal right to inherit. Everyone’s here, and you owe us an explanation.”
Although Jeffree was not very popular in the Dawson family, she had met Richard several times and naively believed he might give her some respect for Jackson’s sake.
But Richard just flicked his lighter, a slight smirk on his face.
Jeffree felt a wave of uncertainty, the silence in the room making her feel ridiculous.
“Richard, you know my brother. I’m trying not to be too blunt, to keep things smooth between you two.”
Clara, overhearing this, wondered what was going on in Jeffree’s mind to make her this clueless.
She had left a small gap in their door to eavesdrop, so focused on listening that she almost missed Dylan’s eyes on her.
Resting her chin on her hand, she frowned and then relaxed. If she were Richard, she’d have Jeffree tossed out and then deal with the illegitimate brother.
But she heard Richard ask casually, “Who put you up to this?”
Someone like Jeffree wouldn’t have come here without encouragement.
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