Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Abby turned a brilliant smile to Dylan, teetering to him.

"I was afraid to disturb you, Mr. Sterling. Why are you still talking business at lunchtime? Take care of your health..." said Abby in an unctuous voice.

Savannah took a peek at Abby.

It was the first time she had seen a star up close.

Abby was hot in the last two years. She appeared in a lot of TV shows and movies, and she was featured on dozens of ads on TV.

Savannah heard the name of Abby in Italy. Although she was not internationally famous, she had a lot of fans in the United States.

She knew that Abby was an artist who worked in Zebra Film only recently.

Abby's image in her TV shows was always a cute and ingenious young woman, who would flush crimson with shame when being kissed by a man. But unexpectedly, Abby was good at flirting with men in private.

What if her fans knew that their goddess was actually such a coquettish gamine?

It was interesting to work in an entertainment company. You could see the other side of those stars.

Dylan noticed that Savannah was looking Abby up and down quietly.

Was this little woman jealous?

"Well, the business we are talking about also has something to do with you. Do you know her?" Dylan smiled slightly.

Abby looked at Savannah, standing at the side, shaking her head. "No."

There were so many employees in different departments in Zebra Films, how could she know who this girl was?

"When you refused to wear the dress that day, someone changed the dress so that you didn't stub the luncheon. It's her, Savannah Schultz. She did a big help." Dylan said blandly.

Savannah looked at him in surprise. She didn't expect that he would know about this matter.

Abby was amazed too. She thought it was an experienced designer who made the adjustment, but it turned out to be a downy-haired lassie!

"Oh, thank you," she forced a smile to Savannah.

"You're welcome," Savannah replied.

Then Abby turned to Dylan again, saying with a coquettish smile, "Mr. Sterling, are you still angry with me for that? I know I was wrong, and I won't make any difficulty for you next time..." As she said, she draped her arm around his shoulders tentatively.

Dylan was still staring at Savannah out of the corner of his eye. He didn't pull Abby away.

Abby, overjoyed at Dylan's acquiescence, excises a bolder action that she even sat down on Dylan's lap.

"Mr. Sterling, no matter how much business you have to do, you should take care of your health. I know a French restaurant nearby. Why don't we eat there?"

When Abby pressed herself closer against Dylan, Savannah smiled coldly and opened her mouth, "pardon me for interrupting you. I'll go first." Then she turned and headed for the door.

Dylan's face darkened as the little woman opened the door, but then she paused and turned.

Before Dylan's expression relaxed, Savannah asked sincerely, "would you like me to lock the door for you, Mr. Sterling?"

Dylan's face went completely black!

Savannah didn't wait for his reply. She went out and closed the door quickly from the outside.

As her footsteps disappeared, Dylan greeted his teeth, and his face turned an unnatural shade of purple.

He wanted to catch at least some jealousy or unhappiness on the little woman's face by being intimate with Abby.

But he saw nothing but indifference in her face.

Abby did not notice the man's bad expression. After Savannah left, she acted more boldly. Just as she began to touch his thigh, Dylan stood up abruptly and thrust her away with an impatient gesture.

Unexpectedly, Abby fell awkwardly on the carpet. Looking up, she saw the indignant contempt on his face.

"Get out." His voice was cold and hard.

"Mr. Sterling..." Abby was stunned. Just the moment before, the big boss had accepted her advances. Why did he ask her out like driving a fly away this moment?

But the chill in the man's eyes told her that she'd better go immediately. Though ashamed, she rose quickly and rubbed her arms, rushing out.

She stopped at the elevator and kicked the wall to vent her anger.

In the hallway, Abby's agent walked up to her hurriedly. Seeing her angry face, the agent thought she was scolded by the big boss again.

"Come on, Abby, let's come to see Mr. Sterling later."

Abby didn't speak, a sullen gloomy light in her eyes. After a pause, she asked, grinding her teeth, "did you see a girl coming out just now?"

The agent nodded, "well, yes, that girl is the one who altered your dress last time. She's been recruited to work as a design assistant in the design department. She's just taken the elevator down. What's the matter?"

"The girl was in Mr. Sterling's office just now." Abby squinted.

The agent felt strange too. Common employees would never have a chance to talk business with the big boss in his office on the top floor. How did she have the qualification?

Abby lowered her voice, "you suspect something too, don't you?"

"You mean... The girl has some special relationship with Mr. Sterling?" The agent hesitated.

Or else? Why did the girl, a small assistant, come to Mr. Sterling's office? What's more, Mr. Sterling changed his face as soon as she left, as if he cared about her a lot.

Abby was a woman. She was sensitive to affairs.

That girl was not as simple as she looked. She must be a woman of means, otherwise, how did she be so close to the big boss in a short time after she entered the company?

Because of that girl, the big boss even lost his temper and almost hurt her!

Abby bit her teeth but didn't say more. The elevator door opened, and they walked in.

* * *

After getting back her resignation letter that noon, Savannah did not dare to ask to quit again.

Jenkins also seemed to have never received a resignation letter from her.

Two days later, Jenkins walked up to Savannah's desk, smiling.

"Savannah, from today, you're officially a member of the consume design team for My Girl. You can attend all the meetings and discussions about this show, and your suggestions are welcome at any time."