NovelEnglishChapter 366
Dylan stayed quiet, eyes downcast, keeping his feelings completely hidden.
Clara, still feeling good about the half a million dollars she just landed, gave a friendly smile, trying to lighten the
mood. "How about | whip up something light for you at Palm Bay?"
Just as she said that, Nicholas snorted. "A supper at Palm Bay? Con, Clara, it's obvious what you're really
after."
Caught off guard, Clara quickly changed her tune. "Mr. Dylan, how about | order stakeout for you instead? |
can have the chef here deliver it. Is there anything specific you'd like?"
Dylan turned his attention to Nicholas.
Nicholas raised an eyebrow, a smirk on his face, ready to say there was no need to thank him. He was here to
put a stop to Clara's plans. But the longer he smiled, the more unsettled he felt.
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Dylan asked, "Where's Scarlette tonight?"
Nicholas honestly didn't know. Scarlette had been avoiding him, even though they'd been together not long ago.
But for her, it seemed like nothing.
The hard truth hit him he couldn't let go of Scarlette, while she seemed to thrive without him—and it made him
sad.
Clara jumped in, "I think she's out with her boyfriend tonight."
Scarlette had mentioned it briefly when they talked earlier that morning.
The moment Clara said this, Nicholas's expression turned icy, a dark, moody vibe taking over. He stepped aside
to call Scarlette immediately.
Scarlette was having dinner with Morgan right then, and by coincidence, they were at the srestaurant.
When the door to the private dining room opened, Clara and Scarlette locked eyes.
Scarlette hadn't noticed Nicholas, who was already marching toward the elevator, and hung up the call, turning
to Clara with a smile.
"So that's why you askedfor restaurant recommendations this morning. You planned to treat Mr. Dylan."
Just as she finished speaking, she felt a heated gaze. She looked up and met Nicholas's stormy eyes.
Nicholas didn't even glance at Clara; his focus was all on Morgan. If looks could kill, Morgan would've been long
gone.
Morgan, a university professor, gave a slow nod in acknowledgment.
Clara felt like the whole hallway was charged with tension, like a storm was brewing. Right then, Dylan asked,
"Have you set a wedding date?"
Scarlette was almost thirty, and it was a question she'd been thinking about.
But Dylan's question sent Nicholas over the edge.
He walked up, eyes fixed on Scarlette.
"What do you mean, Scarlette? Are you planning to marry him?"
His voice shook, surprise and hurt all over his face.
Scarlette hadn't thought about marrying Morgan, and Dylan's sudden question confused her.
She pressed her lips together. "Nicholas, let's talk about this later."
Nicholas's eyes turned red.
"When is later? You won't even see me, and now you want to talk later! Scarlette, just tell me, are you really
planning a wedding behind my back? Does he know you were in my bed not too long ago?"
The whole atmosphere in the hallway grew darker and more intense.
Clara felt a chill and cautiously wheeled Dylan a bit further away.
In her mind, Dylan's question was just small talk, but it had unintentionally sparked a confrontation between the
two.
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