Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 284

Chapter 284

She paused for a moment, then sent a message.

"Z, | think we're just not a good fit. Let's take stto cool off."

As soon as the message was sent, it showed he was typing a response. Clara thought he'd reply quickly, but the

typing status lingered, as if he was writing, deleting, and rewriting. After ten minutes of waiting and still seeing

the typing indicator, she got fed up and drove off. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but it was frustrating.

She was on her way to the new villa she'd bought for Ryan. Ryan had mentioned there was no need for such a

fancy place, but Clara insisted. After all, how could a CEO live in a regular apartment? The villa had been spruced

up for a week and now felt warm and inviting. With Cole staying there to guide Ryan, Clara felt more

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at ease.

Her biggest concern was Ryan; without much life experience, he could easily lose his way without proper

guidance. Johnny, before he passed, had repeatedly urged her to take good care of Ryan. She couldn't fail Johnny

again and cause him unrest, even in the afterlife. The thought brought a sting to her heart. She reached over

and tousled Ryan's hair.

"For now, stick with Cole and get familiar with the company. If you have any questions, ask him, or you can ask

me. I've organized everything you need to know about the company. Even a newbie can get it. Anna, try not to

be as stubborn as before."

Ryan was dressed in a suit. Over the past week, Clara had several suits custom- made for him. His young face

was starting to show signs of maturity. Yet, in front of Clara, he still slightly lowered his head, allowing her to

touch it.

"Clara, | get it. You haven't rested properly all week. You should head upstairs and take a break. There's always a

room ready for you here, you can drop by anytime."

Clara had taken a week off from Ferguson Corporation, busy with the Bradford family matters, she hadn't been to

work. The dark circles under her eyes were heavy. She yawned softly at his words.

"Alright, I'll grab a three-hour nap. Wakeup at seven, okay?"

"Sure thing."

Ryan watched her go upstairs before he settled on the sofa, looking at the stack of files Clara had organized.

Cole, sitting nearby, chimed in, "Ms. Clara did an excellent job with these. Many points are explained in great

detail, even more professionally than | could. Seems she's been holding back her talents. With her guiding you,

Mr. Bradford can rest easy."

Ryan pursed his lips, his eyes a bit red, "But she's working too hard."

"Mr. Bradford, you're not a child anymore. If you think Ms. Clara is working too

hard, the best way to repay her is to really dive into these materials."

Ryan quickly wiped his eyes and opened a file with determination.

"I'll make sure to study hard."

Cole's face softened with comfort. Johnny's biggest worry before his death was Clara and Ryan. Now, seeing

them supporting each other and growing up overnight, he'd surely be at peace.