MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

After living in the Sterling's house for several days, Savannah got used to living here.

In fact, there were many servants and nurses around old Sterling, and she did not need to look after him at all.

The only thing she could do was having meals with him and taking him for a walk in the garden occasionally. Old Sterling liked chatting with her about the news of the day. There was nothing else she should do.

Savannah never got so close to old Sterling before.

George Sterling was majestic in appearance as the head of the Sterling family and former president of the Sterling Group. However, after close contact with him for a few days, she found out that he was quite talkative, funny, approachable, and was even open-minded to her work.

Sometimes Savannah could simply make him happy by telling him what happened in her modeling circle.

Susan was moved to a small white building behind the Sterling's house, grounded thereby old Sterling.

On the one hand, it was a punishment; on the other hand, old Sterling was afraid that his daughter would get too angry about the divorce and go out to start something again on an impulse.

So, he just locked her up.

Savannah didn't see Susan these days, but she heard the servants talking; they said that Susan was still making a lot of noise at the beginning and wanted to go out to find Henley. Though she calmed down recently, she cried all day long.

Susan finally realized the importance of her faithful husband and didn't want to lose him after all the fuck things she had done?

Savannah felt bad for her, but she knew Susan deserved all she suffered now.

On the fourth evening, Savannah had just finished dinner with old Sterling, and as usual, they sat on the sofa, watching TV and chatting.

There was the sound of a car approaching outside. Then from the porch came the servant's voice, "Good evening, Master Sterling."

Savannah looked to the porch. A long, tall figure, dressed in a custom-made black suit, walked in with his usual heroic posture and dignity.

She didn't know if it was because she hadn't seen him for days, she felt some strange sentiment stirring within her when she saw him. She unconsciously turned away, avoiding his eyes.

"Dylan? Come on." Old Sterling knew Dylan was coming for Henley's case.

Savannah hurriedly stood up as he came nearer. "Sir, you talk, and I will prepare some tea for you." Then she went to the kitchen.

Dylan's face darkened as he saw her in such a hurry.

Did this small cat regard him as a stranger? They hadn't seen each other for several days, and now she didn't even say hello to him?

"How's Henley? Have you talked to him?" Old Sterling asked, bringing Dylan's thought back.

Dylan sat down. He came here today really for the matter between his elder sister and brother-in-law. "We talked." His face was slightly gloomy.

"How's it? He still wants a divorce?" Old Sterling asked anxiously.

Dylan said nothing and handed old Sterling a thin paper.

Old Sterling took it to read and then widened his eyes.

Divorce Agreement?

At the end of the paper, Henley's name was already there, waiting for Susan's signature.

Old Sterling took a breath. Henley had even prepared the divorce agreement! It seemed that his daughter's marriage had to end in divorce? "Is there no other way? Ask Henley to forgive Susan once, and I will discipline her well in the future."

In fact, old Sterling liked this honest son-in-law. After all these years, he had almost regarded Henley as his son.

His eldest son was gone, and Dylan had a cold relationship with him; he didn't want to see his daughter's family broken up.

Most importantly, the reporters would overdraw this divorce case when it happened in a noble family like the Sterling family.

So, of course, he wanted to persuade the couple into making peace with each other.

"I've said everything I can. It doesn't help." Dylan said drily, "you know how Susan treated Henley these years; she beat and scolded him whenever she liked, and she made his first love a miserable life. Henley's completely disappointed with her. I admire his patience that he could bear to ask for a divorce until now."

Old Sterling sighed. Since Henley didn't even listen to Dylan's advice, the overall situation was settled.

"Rest assured. I've talked with Henley. It's a peaceful separation, and they get a divorce due to personality differences. He won't say any bad thing about Susan, and the crimes Susan committed to Donna will be a secret forever. The impact of this divorce on the Sterling family will be minimized." Dylan knew what old Sterling was most worried about.

Old Sterling sighed, relieved, and gave his son a meaningful and approving look.

Dylan handled things well. He could always count on Dylan.

"But Susan won't accept this result. She'll cry a lot. She has always been proud and spoiled by everyone, how could she believe she's abandoned? How can she stand it?" Old Sterling frowned.

"She asked for it," Dylan said drily, "had she ever thought she would have her day when she forced a couple to separate with each other and ruined an innocent girl's life?"

The words were harsh but right. Old Sterling sighed again.

Savannah, holding a saucer, stood not far away when she overheard a bit of the conversation, and she couldn't agree more with Dylan's last words.

Yeah, why didn't Susan think about other people's feelings when she hurt them? She was not a person worthy of sympathy!

Though Dylan was not a kind man, he was impartial to his family.

When the father and the son did not speak, she walked over, put the teacups in front of them on the coffee table.

Dylan lifted his gaze from her thin wrist to her clear, white skin, and then looked into her eyes.

The business was done, and it was time to settle the account with this ungrateful woman.

Savannah was so nervous under his intent eyes that her hand went limp, the tea spilled from the cups.

Dylan smiled in an indulgent way as he found the little woman influenced by him so much.

"What's up, Savannah?" Old Sterling raised his eyebrows.

"No…nothing. I'll get a cloth and clean it." Savannah said hurriedly, afraid that old Sterling could hear her heart beating faster.

"Did you live in the Sterling's house to become a servant?" Dylan stopped her in time, displeased.

He was already not happy to let her stay at the Sterling's house to serve his father.

Now the girl was serving tea and going to wipe the table as a servant?

She was his woman. She couldn't lose his face!

Seeing Dylan's displeasure, old Sterling laughed and said, "Savannah, I'm not going to keep you busy. You can just go upstairs to have a rest."

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