NovelFastChapter 339
Clara woke up in her car, headed straight home, and slept through to the next day. After a long, relaxing bath,
she stood in front of the mirror, feeling refreshed, and finally decided to call Dylan.
"Hey, Dylan, are you free tonight? I'd love to take you out for dinner."
She'd already made a reservation the night before, ensuring the menu was Dylan- friendly, with no seafood in
sight.
Dylan held the phone in silence.
Thinking he might be busy, Clara was about to say something else when he finally spoke, "My dad setup
with another date."
The news caught Clara off guard. If Walter knew what she had said, he'd realize
she and Dylan were together. His arranging another date could only mean one thing: the Ferguson family didn't
approve of Clara.
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Clara had promised to fend off any unwanted attention from Dylan, and she was ready to step up.
"Where are you meeting her? I'll be there."
Dylan paused, his pen leaving a tiny ink stain on the paper.
He casually mentioned the hotel's name, while Clara responded eagerly.
"Don't worry, I'll be there by six!"
Dylan let out a soft chuckle as she hung up, leaving Clara a bit flustered.
A few minutes later, her phone buzzed with a message from Z.
[I want to see you.]
It was only nine in the morning. She figured she could visit Z, then leave by three to get ready for dinner with
Dylan.
At the mall, she picked a scarf for Z, finding a matching one for herself.
She knew Z preferred simple, heartfelt gestures over expensive gifts.
Driving over, she parked by the rundown mansion and noticed the lone gravestone again.
As she got out, planning to walk over, her phone buzzed again.
[Cin.]
Not wanting to upset him, Clara quickly grabbed the gift box and headed inside.
This time, instead of a kiss, he greeted her with a warm hug, burying his head in her neck like he'd missed her.
Clara patted his back gently. "Sorry, I've been so busy."
She pulled out the scarf, wrapped it around his neck, and smiled.
Z's eyes lit up. "For me?"
Clara felt her heart soften. "Yeah."
He playfully nibbled at her neck, his voice full of contentment. "Thank you."
With him being so affectionate, it was hard for Clara to be upset.
He was like a golden retriever, always seeking attention.
The room was still dark, but she could feel his warmth and sincerity.
He pulled her to the sofa, wrapping her in the scarf with him.
Clara found his face in the dim light and kissed him.
Z responded eagerly, pulling her down onto the sofa with him.
Meanwhile, the people following Clara lost her trail. Several cars were parked on the road, and someone was
trying to check the security cameras. But within minutes, all the cameras in the area had been disabled.
Someone quickly called Aaron.
"Sorry, sir, we lost her."
Aaron's expression darkened. He'd been trying to find out who Clara's secret boyfriend was for days.
But Clara had been engrossed in work, only taking a brief trip to Palm Bay. After asking around, Aaron learned
she'd gone to see Dylan.
Clara's interactions with Dylan didn't seem romantic. So, who was her boyfriend?
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