BuzzNovelChapter 227
"Cwithto Moonlight."
"Sure thing."
Since he didn't bring it up again, she figured she'd just roll with it. Inside, she couldn't help but admire how
thoughtful Dylan was. It seemed like she ought to return the favor someday.
As she wheeled him into the elevator, she bent over to say something, but the doors slid open to reveal a young
man.
The guy flashed a smile at Dylan. "Dylan, what a coincidence."
This was Lincoln, one of the two sons of Dylan's third brother, Lucius, standing just outside the elevator.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLincoln's eyes landed on Clara, and he gave a slight smirk. "So this is Ms. Clara. Who would've thought you and
Ms. Clara would get along so well?"
The moment he showed up, the whole vibe in the elevator shifted to tense.
What was Lincoln doing at Ferguson Corporation? Over the years, Dylan had bought up lots of companies, and
Walter sent the younger ones in the family to various branches to get sexperience. Right now, only Dylan, a
few of the older folks, and Simon were at the main office.
Dylan's tone was cool. "Need something?"
Lincoln had already stepped into the elevator, keeping up appearances. "Just checking in on Simon. Wondering if
his wedding's still on track. As a cousin, naturally, I'm curious. Dylan, I'll catch you later."
Clara had thought about mentioning Simon wasn't around, but she didn't really know Lincoln. Plus, there was
something about him that rubbed her the wrong way.
Lincoln's gaze felt like a lurking snake, ready to pounce. Out of the whole Ferguson crew, Dylan was the one she
found most reassuring.
This time, she drove Dylan's car, helping him into the passenger seat while muttering under her breath. "No way
the wedding's getting canceled, right?"
Dylan watched her as she leaned over, trying to secure his seatbelt. Yet, despite her efforts, the buckle just
wouldn't click, and she started to sweat from the effort. Just as she was fumbling, a large hand covered hers and
with a gentle push, the buckle snapped into place.
Clara froze, feeling the warmth of his hand. She quickly retreated to her seat, hands steady on the wheel.
Was it just her imagination, or was Dylan acting a bit strange? Recently, she'd grown closer to Z, and she wasn't
as clueless about these subtle gestures between men and women as she used to be.
She sat in silence, then heard him ask, "How are things going with your boyfriend?"
A smile crept onto Clara's face. She hadn't seen his face yet, but Z gave her a different vibe, like a comforting,
affectionate golden retriever. Sometimes, that clingy sweetness in a partner just gives you a sense of pride.
"Really well."
"Have you thought about meeting his parents?"
Clara hadn't seen that question coming. She drove in silence for a bit before speaking honestly. "Haven't thought
about it yet. Want to get to know each other better first. So far, things are good."
When it comes to the sex part, things were indeed going smoothly. In adult relationships, there aren't as many
twists and turns; getting along in bed often beats what most couples experience. Many girls put up with
unsatisfying sex life because they love their partners, but Clara couldn't. She loved feeling taken and relished
that clingy sweetness. If needed, she'd just work harder to support him.
Dylan turned his head, noticing the warmth in her eyes and the involuntary smile on her lips. He shifted his gaze
to the window, resting a hand on his cheek to hide his own smile.
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