Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Dylan paused for a moment before he said impatiently, "ask the security if she doesn't want to leave herself."

"Dylan, I know you're still mad at me and don't want to talk to me, but I've just got something to tell you. Just a few words about Savannah! You must want to know!" Charlotte cried from outside the door.

The secretary saw Charlotte bursting in, startled, hurriedly rushed out to stop her.

"Dylan, please... Give me five minutes! Five minutes later, I'll leave right away and never appear in front of you! It's really about Savannah, you have to know!" Charlotte choked as she struggled.

Finally, the man ordered coldly from inside the office,

"Let her in."

Charlotte released herself from the secretary's hand and quickly went in. She looked crazily at the handsome man she hadn't seen for a long time and couldn't take her eyes off him.

"Five minutes. You may begin." Dylan glanced up at the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist with a subtle irritation among his eyebrows.

Charlotte composed herself and said,

"Savannah isn't as simple as you thought. All the Rowe family's recent incidents are out of her hands. Grandma was scared of sickness by her in the church, and she drugged my brother into coming on to her to break the relationship between our two families. The Rowe group's bribery evidence was also stolen and turned over to the commercial crime bureau by her! Because my grandma had done something wrong to her father, she did all that to avenge her father. She came back to you not because she likes you, but she just used you as a tool of revenge, and she wants to use your power to hit the Rowe family! Who she really likes is Kevin, and she wants him to go back to Italy to protect him!"

"Why should I believe you?" A cold smile crept over his lips.

Charlotte took out her recorder and put it on the table. Inside came the calm voice of Savannah,

"Dad, did you see that? To avenge your death, I stayed at home and returned to Dylan, and I finally made it…"

His face darkened as he heard her words full of hatred.

The fact he refused to admit, he had been trying to pretend not to know, was now finally uncovered in front of him, tearing his head.

To avenge your death, I stayed at home and returned to Dylan...

She returned to his side, as expected, for revenge, not because she wanted to start over with him.

The tenderness and gentleness she showed in his arms were all pretenses.

She said she broke up with Kevin because they had a quarrel... All lies!

If it were not for revenge, she would have flown back to Italy with Kevin to live a happy life.

While she was staying with him these days, she must be thinking about Kevin in Italy all the time.

She was probably missing that man even when she lay beneath him…

"Dylan, do you hear me? Now you know what's on the mind of the woman at your side?" Charlotte's taunting voice came again.

Dylan grabbed the recorder, his white-knuckled fist clenched.

He seemed to have used all his strength.

* * *

Detention facility.

Lionel was taken out by an officer.

After being interrogated for some time, the graceful man had lost some weight, tired and worn out, and his unshaven face was covered with stubble.

He was surprised to see the coming man was Dylan.

"I didn't expect you'd come to see me. Why? To see if I'm miserable enough?" Lionel laughed at himself as he sat down.

"Tell me what the hell happened that night." Dylan looked at him, coldly.

He might really be out of his mind.

Her own words on that recording were enough to prove what Charlotte said was the fact.

But he still couldn't believe it.

After the dinner party that day, he always chose to trust Savannah unconditionally and never gave Lionel a chance to explain.

Savannah said Lionel assaulted her sexually, so he believed her.

Lionel grinned wryly, not expecting Dylan came for this.

"Believe it or not, she probably drugged me with the drink and seduced me to approach her. I didn't expect Savannah to do this, really."

Dylan froze there with a clenched jaw. How he wished Lionel could say that he had drunk too much, so he offended Savannah.

But now...

Everything, indeed, was Savannah's lie.

She framed Lionel in order to use his anger and power to punish the Rowe family.

Dylan's eyes flashed. His last hope, like a flame burning in the wind, went out.

* * *

It was ten o 'clock at night.

Dylan hadn't come to Green Bay yet.

He came here every night these days. But today, he didn't even give her a phone call or text message.

Savannah didn't know why, but her heart was beating fast.

Sitting on the sofa, she watched TV absent-mindedly.

Perhaps he had too much business.

She didn't care at all whether he came or not before and would be very glad that he didn't show.

What was wrong with her now?

She was ill at ease when the man didn't come, and she even couldn't eat or sleep...

She planned to tell him her mind tonight. If he came, she would tell him what she said to her father's grave...

Just then, the sound of a car engine came from outside. Soon the door opened, and familiar footsteps sounded.

She looked over and saw Dylan coming back.

There was no light on the porch, and the expression on Dylan's face was unclear under the faint streetlamp.

"You're back!" Savannah put down her throw pillow and made her way to the door.

To her surprise, Dylan didn't come over to cuddle her in his arms and kissed her as he usually did. He just stood in the hallway and stared at her.

"What's up?" Her heart started pumping with nervousness under his dark eyes.

"You've been waiting for me?" He glanced at the TV and the disarranged couch, his eyes cold.

"Yes..." she murmured.

"You really want me to come?" His gaze was still impassive.

Savannah's heart gave a great throb and sensed something wrong. She took two steps forward, "Dylan, what happened?"

"Are you really serious about me when you are with me?" He grasped her chin, pain came across his eyes. She caught a glimpse of it.