MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

Susan froze. That was Dylan.

The whole corridor was empty and silent. Dylan should have cleared up the site.

"Leave so early? Why not stay until the end of the conference." Dylan said in a cold, sneering voice.

"What do you want?" Susan was not surprised to see Dylan.

"What do I want? That's what I want to ask you." Dylan sauntered by with his hands in his pockets.

Even though the man in front of her was her younger brother, Susan still felt fear.

"Yes! I found the model and arranged everything tonight, so what?" Susan cried to Dylan in a desperate way, "Dylan, you leave me no choice! Why did you do that to Devin? Why did you put a dirty whore on his bed and humiliate him in this way? I know Devin was wrong; he lost his senses and stole your business secret. You can tell me to teach him if you are angry. You are his uncle, and you should not have treated him like that! But I know, Savannah, that bitch, should be blamed for everything! So I did that tonight to avenge Devin! I don't regret it!"

"You still think all are wrong, but your son. Since you can't teach your son, I'll help you. That punishment is nothing. If he has any evil ideas again, he will bear more than that, I assure you!"

Shocked by his imposing manner, Susan couldn't speak for a long time.

"The model you hired will get her retribution. As for you, your car has been pixelated, not because you're my sister. I don't want to expose you in front of the reporters, in case you will discredit the whole family. You should be thankful that Savannah doesn't want to open up our relationship. If you don't let it go, you are against me, too."

The man's cold voice hovered in the hallway.

Each word sent a chill down her spine.

Did Dylan mean he pulled his punches because of Savannah? And she should thank that bitch?

"I'll tell dad what you did to your nephew!" Susan shouted, enraged and furious!

"Go ahead," Dylan's lips curved in contempt, "then I can also show him the pictures of your son sleeping with a hooker, and everyone would know what Devin had done in the Sterling Group."

Susan's voice caught in her throat.

She said that on impulse. They were only angry words.

Devin had stolen the design drawing from Dylan's office, that was a fact, and she couldn't justify his thievery with excuses. What's more, if dad knew Devin had no ability to have children…

There was little choice.

This time, Devin had to swallow all sores.

"Mark my words. This is the last time. I don't want to apply the measures against the enemy on my sister one day." His words were flat and toneless. With that, Dylan turned and strode away.

Susan, with an unconscious abstracted expression, slipped against the wall and almost fell to the ground.

Soon, a man rushed in, looking around. He caught sight of his wife and sprang to her side.

"Are you alright? I saw Dylan leave the hotel…" He raised his wife gently as he asked.

The man was Henley. He tried to stop Susan when she knew she planned to find someone to smear Savannah at the press conference, but she never listened to his advice.

Susan was always in charge of their house.

However, Henley was still apprehensive about his wife. He followed Susan here and waited for her outside. When he saw Dylan enter the hotel in a cold fury, he felt bad all over.

"Ha... That bitch once again escaped. She is good at acting and succeeded in settling up a good image in the eyes of the media. I shouldn't have belittled her!" Susan came back to her senses, grinding her teeth.

"Come on, Susan, you know, Dylan." Henley sighed, "you know he's never soft on enemies. It has got to be stopped. What if you really hurt Savannah and make him angry?"

"You're useless! Why be so afraid of him? Think about all he had done to Devin! Devin is your son! Justice must be done for those Devin lost! Are you going to let the bitch off?" Susan's voice became harsher and angrier as she spoke. At last, she slapped Henley in the face. She vented all her spleen on her husband!

Henley made two steps backward, his face stinging. With a black face, he fought to hold back his anger.

It happened all the time. He was used to it.

The Yontz family was poor.

Susan took a fancy to him because he was handsome and honest.

Henley had been deeply in love with his first girlfriend, and he had no interest in this rich girl at all.

However, Susan forced him to break up with his first girlfriend and deliberately played tricks to sleep with him. Finally, Susan got pregnant and then became his wife.

After marriage, Henley had to restrain himself and swallow hard in an inferior position.

Well, Devin was his son, but besides his last name--Yontz, Devin was not like his son at all!

Susan seldom went back to her husband's house, nor did she really take Henley's parents as her in-laws.

When she had to meet them once in a while, she looked down her nose at them and showed no respect.

After giving birth to Devin, Susan didn't allow Henley's parents to contact Devin at all, just because the Yontz family had neither status nor money.

During festivals, when Henley's parents wanted to see their grandson, Susan never allowed Devin to visit them, and they had to come to Sterling's house to see Devin.

In her mind, Devin could get more power and wealth in the Sterling family than he did in the Yontz's house!

What's more, Susan once suggested changing Devin's surname to Sterling. This was Henley's last bottom line, and of course, he refused.

Henley could bear Susan's bad temper himself, but he felt miserable to see Susan so indifferent to his parents.

The slap knocked out Henley's anger and repression that had been accumulated for years.

Susan, regardless of her husband's emotions, continued to growl out her discontent. "I won't let that bitch get away with that! If it were not for her, Dylan wouldn't have forced Devin to have sex with a sick whore! My poor son…"