Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 660

Aiden rubbed his forehead, exhaustion etched in every line of his face. He hadn’t eaten in three days, barely leaving his post by the door even once.

Now, with nowhere left to turn, he just sank into a chair, defeated.

The doctor let out a long sigh. “Maybe let Mrs. Ferguson try. If he hears her voice, maybe he’ll feel a little better, even if it’s just a bit.”

Aiden was running on fumes. He’d been on edge for days, and now that he’d hit a wall, all that tension just evaporated. He slumped back, the cold chair biting through his clothes.

He massaged his temples and took a deep breath. “You don’t know their history. The CEO’s breakdown this time—it’s all because of Mrs. Ferguson.”

The doctor adjusted his glasses. “Well, then there’s nothing more we can do. We wait. If we’re lucky, he’ll wake up. If not… you’d better get ready to take over Ferguson Corporation.”

It took Aiden a few minutes to pull himself together before he finally reached for his phone, planning to call Palm Bay.

But the phone was dead.

He grabbed a charger. The second the phone powered on, it started ringing.

“Aiden, Mrs. Ferguson took Mrs. Clara away three days ago,” a panicked staff member blurted out. “She threatened us—said she’d rather die than let us stop her. We couldn’t do anything.”

Aiden felt like something heavy just crashed down on his chest. He wanted to run out the door, but he couldn’t just leave the CEO alone…

He walked back into the room. If Mrs. Ferguson had taken Clara, there was no point in going to Palm Bay. Mrs. Ferguson only listened to the CEO.

He looked at the man lying motionless in the hospital bed, and couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Sir, Mrs. Clara’s been gone for three days. If you don’t wake up now, you may never see her again.”

He stood there, waiting. Ten agonizing minutes ticked by.

Finally, Dylan’s lashes fluttered. He slowly opened his eyes.

Relief flooded Aiden. He practically ran to get the doctor.

Dylan pushed himself up, still pale as a ghost, and threw off the blanket. “Let’s go home.”

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