Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

She sent the words to Dylan's companies that Dylan was dating her to put invisible pressure on him to be with her.

No wonder everyone in the company saw them as a couple. They were really the right match.

"You know the Rowe group?" Fiona continued with a sigh when Savannah didn't respond, "it's a developing corporation in Chicago and has a good business relationship with the Sterling group. Our big boss and Miss Rowe have known each other since childhood... Are they childhood sweethearts? Wow, I'm so jealous! You say, will our big boss marry Miss Rowe?"

Savannah narrowed her eyes. She put down her coffee cup and said nothing.

After chatting for a while, Fiona got up and left first. The planning department had many works to do in the afternoon, and she had to go back early.

The staff canteen was almost empty. Savannah, however, was still thinking about what Fiona said just now. After sitting for a while, she stood up and prepared to go back to the office. When she turned around, she saw a familiar tall figure standing at the entrance. He didn't move but smiled charmingly at her as if he had been watching her for a long time.

When did Dylan come?

She was so shocked that she almost dropped her coffee cup on the ground. She didn't expect that he came to Zagreb Film today, not to mention that he, the big boss, would come to the staff canteen.

Dylan didn't see her when he went to her office just now. Jenkins said that she probably went to the staff canteen for lunch with her colleagues, and asked him to wait for her in the office. But for some reason, he was a little impatient and couldn't wait. So, he came to the staff canteen directly.

Garwood had asked the waiter and the rest of the staff to leave early, and there were only two of them in the canteen now.

Savannah had been sitting in a corner, gazing out the window, and seemed to be thinking about something. She didn't notice the movement in the canteen at all.

As soon as he came in, his attention was caught by the beautiful figure sitting by the window. He wondered what she was thinking, and she looked attractive when she was so attentive. He paused at the door and enjoyed the beautiful picture quietly.

He still regretted that he let her go easily in Beverly Hills that day.

"Mr. Sterling… Why are you here?" Savannah reacted and asked in surprise.

Dylan withdrew his thoughts and walked slowly over to her, looking at her significantly.

"It's your first day coming back to work. Of course, I should come to assign work for you." His voice was low and husky.

Savannah quivered slightly under his fervent gaze. She avoided his eyes and murmured, "Thank you, Mr. Sterling, for your concern."

Sensing that she was dodging, he took two steps forward and put up his hand.

Savannah didn't know what he wanted to do. To her surprise, the hand landed on her forehead.

"Thank you, Mr. Sterling... I'm all right now." She avoided his hand, looking around quietly, afraid of being seen by colleagues.

"There's nobody here but us. The surveillance is off." He saw her concern.

She sighed with relief.

He narrowed his eyes at her nervousness, and suddenly he took another step towards her, lowering his voice, "you seem afraid of being seen."

She felt herself standing in his descending shadow, wrapped firmly in his hot breath and clear smell.

"No…" She tried to compose herself and studied his mood from his tone, "just that… you're my superior in the company, and I don't want my colleagues to guess our relationship. I don't want them to gossip about us, saying that I came back and got promoted because we have a relationship…"

She could not afford to offend him now. However, she shouldn't be too enthusiastic and proactive. He would doubt her purpose otherwise.

Dylan didn't care for any gossip, but he didn't push her. This little woman had always been too proud. She did a good job inside his company and worked very hard, and of course, she wanted her efforts to be recognized by others. He realized she'd grown up and gone the timid little woman who stayed beside him a few years ago. Besides, he still cares about her, just that he hurt her too. He longed for her, but pride stopped him from making any attempt to have her back.

Finally, he shrugged and let her go.

"It's time for work. I have to go back to work," she said and hung her head, turning away from him to leave. But as soon as she passed by him, she was caught by the wrist and pulled back. She muttered a low moan when she bumped into his hot arms. An expression of alarmed confusion crossed her face, but she didn't dare to struggle because she didn't want to offend him.

"I'm gonna assign work to you," he bent his head and pressed his lips to her ear.

"Yes, Mr. Sterling," murmured Savannah, and dared not move.

"There's a new play next month, and it's going to be shot at Sunshine Racecourse. I'm going there this afternoon for a business appointment. You can also go and familiarize yourself with the site, which will help you in your work."

"Oh, okay." Savannah nodded obediently.

He kissed her on her forehead softly and let her go. Savannah's face reddened by his sudden gesture, but she dare not say any words.

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Royal Villa

Charlotte was in a temper in her room today.

Granny Rowe waved away the maid and walked into her room.

"Charlotte, what are you thinking? Don't you see Dylan often comes to our house these days? I know that he has no further movement, and you're very anxious. But don't worry, as long as everyone thinks you're a couple, Dylan can be with you as soon as possible."

"Grandma, you don't know, I heard that Savannah's returned to Zagreb Film and has been promoted to be a formal designer!" Charlotte bit her lip.