When they were done with breakfast, Clara asked Dylan if she would need to go to work today since his father wanted to have a word with her.
Dylan shook his head. "No. I think you should go straight there. Let Jones take you. You can come to the office later. When you are done with my father."
"Alright," Clara said, and ran upstairs to change out of her ensemble. She was a little but thankful that she wouldn't need to dress so corporate. As far as she knew, she was not going to work. She chose a green dress that hugged her curves, and lucked a shawl to go with it. Then she changed her hand bag and her footwear as well. She came down the stairs and went outside. She met Jones in the car, but when she called him the first time, he seemed so distant that he didn't even hear nor acknowledge
