Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

"What is it you want to see me about?" Miller came up to Devin and asked.

Devin looked at her, then at the unremarkable office building behind her.

"The chief secretary of the Sterling group has declined to work in a small company like this. I guess your salary is now one-third of what you were paid in the Sterling group. You poor thing."

"Are you here to humiliate me?" Miller bit her lips with shame.

After leaving the Sterling group, no big company in LA dared to hire her when they learned that Dylan Sterling had fired her.

She had to settle for these small and nameless companies.

There was no future.

"Of course not. I'm here to give you a chance to get back on your feet. I can recommend big companies for you, and you'll have a good salary and a bright future." Devin said in seriousness.

"What do you want me to do?" Miller paused and then asked.

She was not a fool, knowing, of course, that Devin couldn't help her for no reason. She had to pay for anything.

"Okay, I'm not going to beat around the bush." Devin laughed, "You used to be my uncle's chief secretary, and you are familiar with his confidential documents, passwords, and working habits. I want you to help me steal the design drawings from his personal computer."

"This…this is a business crime," Miller stammered in amazement, "I would be sent to jail if I were caught. Besides, I am no longer an employee of the Sterling group. How can I enter the company? No."

"How could you be caught? I am now the vice president of the Sterling group. Tomorrow, my uncle will go to another place for a meeting, and I will bring you into the company. I will send the staff away and turn off the monitoring system. You're not going to leave any evidence."

Miller was still hesitant.

"Do you want to work all your life in a place like this, getting a salary even not enough for a brand-named dress?" Devin continued, "I promise you, as long as you help me get the design drawings, I will introduce you to a big company. In the future, when I become the president of the Sterling group, I will hire you back. At that time, you can choose any position in the company."

Miller looked back at the small building, which was half as high as the building of the Sterling group, her eyes glittering.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and nodded.

"Okay, I promise you!"

***

Two days later, in the evening.

Savannah was beside Judy, watching her preparing dinner.

"Savannah, there's a lot of smoke. You can go to the sitting room to watch TV first." Judy said as she stirred the soup.

"It's nothing. Let me see how you cook." Savannah watched carefully.

"Why? Are you learning how to cook?" Judy smiled and asked, "Mr. Sterling will come tonight after a business trip. You want to cook for him?"

Maybe because the kitchen was too hot, Savannah felt herself reddening.

"I just want to help you." She immediately denied it.

"Is that so? Well, Savannah, please help me to look after the soup. I'll go out and see if Mr. Sterling is coming." Judy handed the spoon to Savannah and walked out. The soup was the last dish, and it was almost done, she just deliberately gave Savannah the chance to cook herself.

Yes, Dylan called and said he would be back from a business trip today.

Savannah felt her heart beating fast. It seemed that she had not seen him for a long time.

Her heartbeat quickened by her desire to see him...

No, Savannah shook her head. What the fuck am I thinking about? Taking a deep breath, she stopped herself from rambling in thought.

If she was eager to see him, it must because she was moved by all he had done to prove her innocence.

The soup in the pot was boiling over, making Savannah come to herself. She ladled the soup out of the pot and carefully carried it out.

When the dinner was almost ready, Judy came in from the courtyard alone.

"Just now, Garwood called and said Mr. Sterling would not come today." Judy's face showed signs of worry.

Savannah stared, disappointed. "Has anything happened?"

"Garwood said, when Mr. Sterling returned to the company this afternoon, he found that his personal computer in his office had been moved by someone. It seemed that some important document was stolen. The security department and the IT department are conducting an investigation. So Mr. Sterling may not be able to come today." Judy explained in a low voice.

"Who dared to go inside the Sterling group and steal a document from Dylan's computer?" Savannah was surprised.

"Who knows? Anyway, Mr. Sterling was very worried. Well, Savannah, you can serve yourself first." Judy went into the kitchen to clean up.

Savannah sat down at the table. She trifled with her food instead of eating it.

The one who could break into Dylan's office and steal business information must be familiar with the company and especially Dylan's office.

Savannah bolted down a few mouthfuls of food and went upstairs. When she had finished some mild exercises and a novel, she took a bath and climbed onto her bed.

It was a little late at night. Savannah had not yet fallen asleep, turning over in bed from time to time. She sat up, picked up her phone, and began to chat with Olivia.

But her mind was still not silent.

Should she call him?

She just had two words, and it should be okay...

But what was his business to her... Come on, don't meddle. Wasn't it good that he didn't come?

At that moment, the cell phone rang!

It was Dylan.

Taking a deep breath, Savannah felt a little happy.

"Hello."

"Still up?" Dylan's voice was warm and husky.

If she had fallen asleep, she wouldn't have answered the phone so soon.

But he didn't know this little woman was just waiting on her cell phone.

His voice sang in her ears, making her heart thumping.

"Well…"

"So late again. It's bad for your health." His tone was stern, authoritative.

"I was chatting with Olivia and forgot the time." She tried to cover her nervousness, and after a pause, she added, "by the way, are you alright? How's the investigation going?"

Dylan knew that she should have heard about what happened in the company from Judy. He narrowed his eyes, quite satisfied with her initiative care.

"All the monitoring systems in the building were out of order when the theft happened. The assistants and secretaries on that floor were not there, either. That was a deliberate action."

"What information has been stolen? Is it important?" Savannah frowned.