Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

"Oh? You know my name at such a young age." She praised him casually.

"I know a lot of words! The caller ID says 'disobedient wild cat', and I know it's you," said Kaiden triumphantly.

Savannah's face flushed red. That mad man!

"What does mommy want with daddy? He's still in the shower! Shall I take the phone to the bathroom for him?" Kaiden pointed the phone in the direction of the bathroom so she could hear the sound of the shower water.

The image of the naked man came into her mind.

"No," she said busily, blushing again.

"Okay, mommy, wait for a moment, daddy should be out soon."

"I..." Savannah lost her courage, "never mind, Kaiden, don't tell your dad that I've called. Please delete my call record."

Then she hung up like a thief.

Maybe she should find new ways to investigate the accident.

Savannah looked back at the grim police station and left.

***

Dylan walked out of the bathroom, wiping his hair with the towel. He saw Kaiden holding his cell phone, frowning slightly.

"My phone is not your toy."

"Mommy just called." Kaiden soon forgot Savannah's warning.

Dylan paused, looking at Kaiden. His heart began to pulse faster.

The little woman called him?

"Mommy seems to have something to talk to you. She's in a hurry."

Dylan's heartbeat slowed down. Well, perhaps she just had something to ask for his help? He could think of no other reason for her to call him.

It must be an important thing, or she wouldn't call him in the middle of the night.

He called Judy in to take Kaiden away and picked up the phone. He found out her number but paused. Then, instead of calling the little woman, he called Garwood.

"Call Savannah and ask her what she wants."

***

Savannah was on her way home when she received a call from Garwood.

"Miss Schultz, you just called Mr. Sterling. What can I do for you?" Garwood asked over the phone.

Savannah grinned bitterly. Kaiden told him. However, that man didn't call her himself. It seemed that, as expected, he had given up on her, determined not to have any direct contact with her. He was perhaps just polite to let Garwood call back.

Now that Garwood had called and asked, she didn't need to hide.

"Sorry to bother you in the middle of the night. I want to have a look at the file on my father's car accident that year before I fly to Italy. However, the police refused me, saying that I must go through a series of troublesome procedures first. It's a confidential document, and I don't think my application would be accepted at last. So, I would like to ask Mr. Sterling for help. If it's not convenient for him, just forget it." Savannah held the phone tightly.

"That's simple. Just a file. But... Miss Schultz, why do you suddenly want to retrieve the file on your father's car accident?"

"Oh, I was too young to ask anything about my father's death that year, and I knew nothing about the details. Now I want to see if he had any last words or things left." Savannah said the same thing to Garwood as she told the officer.

"I see," Garwood didn't ask anymore. "No problem. Which police station handled your father's case? I'll get in touch with them."

Savannah told him and thanked him before she hung up.

***

The next morning, Savannah got up and received a call from HC Police Station. The officer said that the file on her father's accident had been taken out, and she could go to check it at any time.

She knew that man was powerful in LA, but she didn't expect him to be so efficient.

Recovering from her first stupefaction, she thanked the officer and hung up the phone, changed her clothes, and ran out of the house.

When she arrived at the police station, a policewoman led her to a room where a leather file bag was lying on a desk.

"Miss Schultz, you can take your time here. Let me know if you need anything." She said as she handed a cup of warm water to her, and her tone was very polite. Obviously, she had been informed and knew this girl was an important person.

"Thank you." Savannah learned Dylan's position in the police again.

After the policewoman left, she hurriedly sat down and took out the yellow file.

The file detailed the accident that her father had ten years ago, including the scene of the car accident, as well as the photos of her father's body. She choked back her tears and continued with the file.

She remembered clearly that the police decided her father's car accident was an accident due to her father's fatigue driving. The car hit the flower bed at the roadside, resulting in a car crash and her father's death.

She never thought there was anything wrong with it… until she heard her mother question Mr. Rowe yesterday.

If her father's car accident was not an accident, but a murder... There must be some clues in the file!

She studied the file carefully without missing a word, not even a note.

She didn't know how long it took.

Suddenly, she stopped and fixed her gaze at a record, which had been obviously altered!

This part was the inspection report of the damaged car. All components of the car were normal, such as the steering wheel, the engine, and the brake, but when she looked at it carefully, she found the description for the brake had been apparently changed!

Did that mean there was something wrong with the brake of the car originally, but someone changed the result to normal?

That was the only reason! Why else?

If the brake was broken, it might not be an accident, but a murder!

A chill ran up her spine. She looked again at the name of the officer who had been in charge of the case, and then she hurried out of the room.

"Miss Schultz? Anything I can do for you?" The policewoman immediately came forward.

Savannah tried to calm herself down and asked casually, "may I speak to Officer Black, the one who was in charge of the accident?"

"Officer Black?" The policewoman glanced at the name on the file and understood. "Sorry, he left his job a long time ago."

"When did he leave?"

"Well, ten years ago, not long after your father's accident."

Officer Black had just resigned from his job after he ended the car accident?

It could not be a coincidence!