Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run novel Chapter 878

“Lucius, Michael, what are you two really after?”

Lucius gave her a sly smile. “If you want to stop me from selling my shares, you can—but first, you have to go to this address. Meet the person waiting for you there, and you’ll understand everything.”

He handed her a slip of paper.

Clara took it and glanced down.

It was for a hotel—one of the Montgomery Corporation’s upscale properties. What were these two even planning?

They wouldn’t go so far as to set her up with another man just to hurt Dylan, would they?

Lucius brushed past her. “I’ve got a meeting with our rival company at nine tomorrow morning. Whether you show up tonight or not is your call.”

Clara stayed where she was, watching the two men disappear down the hall.

Only then did the Montgomery Corporation executives approach, all looking worried. Conlan led the group.

“Mrs. Montgomery, have you been able to reach the CEO?”

There was hope in Conlan’s eyes. The CEO adored his wife—how could he just vanish?

Clara shook her head, slow and tired. All she knew was that Dylan was back in the country; she honestly had no clue where he’d gone.

She’d tried calling Richard, Jackson, Nicholas—none of them knew anything.

It was like Dylan had just disappeared the minute he returned.

Clara lowered her gaze, listening as Conlan sighed. “Maybe the CEO got tied up with something. He’d never leave you on purpose—that’s just not him. But with Lucius and Michael teaming up and controlling so many shares, none of us in management can really go against them. Especially now that they have the chairman’s will…”

Clara frowned. The late chairman—wasn’t that Walter? What else had the old man set in motion?

“What will?” she asked.

Conlan looked down, voice barely above a whisper. “I don’t know all the details, but apparently, when the CEO became heir, he signed an agreement that wasn’t in his favor. The chairman could take back all the shares he’d given Dylan at any time. Now, with the chairman missing and those two holding the will, if they bring in lawyers, the CEO might not have a way out.”

Clara took a shaky breath. Her scalp tingled with frustration. What the hell had Dylan signed back then?

Seriously?!

She’d never heard a word about this. If the old man could just take everything back whenever he wanted, had Dylan really spent all these years working for nothing?

Was he out of his mind? Why would he ever sign something like that? Unless the old man had something to hold over him…

Dylan’s other weakness…

Suddenly, it hit her. Westwood Cemetery.

Her eyes widened. She had a feeling she knew where Dylan was.

Even Richard, who was so close to Dylan, didn’t know what went on in there.

Clara sat on a bench, but after a few minutes, her patience snapped. She started shouting.

“Dylan! Dylan!”

“If you don’t come out, I’ll just wait right here. I’ll wait as long as it takes!”

“Dylan, do you hear me?!”

Clara ignored him and kept calling out. Not until the guards tried to physically move her did she react.

She wasn’t as skilled as Uno, but with these guards, she could hold her own.

After ten minutes, she was breathing hard, backing up until she stood right in front of the castle doors.

Suddenly, the heavy doors creaked open. A man wearing a mask stepped out.

“Ma’am, please go home.”