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Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 97
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Chapter 97

She quickly pulled back the wheelchair a bit, crouched down, and gently placed her hand on his leg.

"Mr. Dylan, | hope I didn't hurt you?" she asked, looking up to see his reaction. Instead, she found herself

captivated by his dark, mesmerizing eyes.

Dylan had his hands resting on the armrests, gave her a brief glance, and then looked away with an indifference

glance.

Clara felt her heart skip a beat, unsure of what she'd done wrong. She rushed to apologize, but Dylan had

already opened the suite door and wheeled himself out. Clara stood frozen for a few seconds, trying to wrap her

head around what she'd just heard-Quinn was pregnant?

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If she hadn't lost her memory, she might have been in tears by now.

Taking a deep breath, she set off briskly to catch up with Dylan. However, she had no clue which elevator he'd

taken. She ended up standing there, a bit lost until she heard footsteps behind her.

"Clara?"

It was Simon. He'd just finished a call and instinctively hid his phone when he saw her.

Clara couldn't be bothered to look at him and pressed the button for the elevator. This time, Simon wasn't as

bothersas usual; he slowly walked over to her. "Were you looking for me?"

He watched Clara's back, feeling a strange sense of reluctance. But with Quinn expecting, he couldn't just walk

away.

He raised his hand, thinking to place it on Clara's back, but hesitated. Since the elevator hadn't arrived yet, Clara

wasn't going anywhere at that moment.

After a long pause, Simon took a deep breath. "No matter how you try to winback, it's not happening for us.

When you marry my uncle, make sure to listen to him."

His voice faltered as if something caught in his throat. If Clara turned around right then, she might have caught

the trace of reluctance in his eyes.

But Clara believed Simon was just a jerk. Even if she noticed, what would it change?

Clara found his words amusing and was about to make a snarky remark when the elevator doors opened,

revealing Dylan inside.

Clara unexpectedly felt a twinge of guilt and quickly stood upright.

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Simon hadn't expected to see Dylan there. He lowered his gaze and greeted him respectfully.

"Hi, Uncle Dylan."

Dylan pressed the elevator button and said with a calm voice, "Are you not coming in?"

Was he speaking to Simon or Clara?

Simon wasn't going to step in. He even took a step back. Then he noticed Clara had already entered.

Simon's face showed a flash of shock. He assumed Dylan had let Clara off the hook for past issues as a favor to

him. Clara was actually alone with Dylan, wasn't she worried about what could happen?

Simon quickly stepped forward, his tone turning anxious. "Clara, you..."

The elevator doors had already closed. Simon anxiously pressed the down button, but the elevator was already

on its way down.