MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

"Useless?" Savannah stood there as if in a trance.

"If you expose Valerie with that man, you can only prove that Valerie cheated Devin in marriage. She might be abandoned by the Sterling family because of that, but it could not prove Valerie attempted murder, which resulted in Olivia's serious injury." Dylan explained slowly.

Savannah clenched her fingers firmly, depressed, and frustrated.

That's right—Dylan's right.

She turned her face up and said, "at least she had a motive for killing Olivia! I'd still expose her! It's better than nothing!"

"Don't act rashly," said Dylan, coldly.

"What do you think I should do next?" Savannah was not easily discouraged.

"I'll arrange it. Don't do anything now." Dylan ordered.

Savannah felt quite angry when she saw him extremely calm. She didn't think he would help her, and maybe he was just playing for time.

Don't act rashly? Olivia wasn't his friend, and her status was none of his business. Of course, he was not worried.

Now she had clearly identified the key information. How could she really do nothing?

But she didn't dare to complain...

He was furious with her for her secret investigations these days and the danger she was in today.

She had coaxed him into a better mood, and at least, he would not punish anybody.

If she continued to be stubborn and work against him, she might have trouble if he was really annoyed.

Thinking of this, she bit her lip and said nothing.

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It was almost 1 a.m. when they were back in Beverly Hills.

Judy was standing at the door, waiting for Mr. Sterling to bring Savannah back. After she received a phone call from Mr. Sterling and found that Savannah had sneaked out, she felt so bad that she couldn't sleep again.

At the moment she saw Savannah follow Dylan off the car, she finally relieved, rushing down the steps, "thank god, Savannah, where did you go in the middle of the night? You frightened me out of my mind!"

Savannah was a little guilty when she saw Judy's face white with fear, "Judy, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, good to see you back!" Judy didn't ask much. Then her gaze fell on Dylan, and she exclaimed, "what happened to your hand, Mr. Sterling?"

"Nothing," Dylan said flatly as if his hand was just bitten by a mosquito.

"How could it be nothing? It's bandaged up like this! Looks serious! Blood? How did you take care of Mr. Sterling?" Judy scolded the bodyguards behind Dylan when she found that Dylan's sleeve was stained with blood.

Since Judy came to Beverly Hills to work for Dylan, she had never seen Mr. Sterling hurt so badly. Even if he met danger, the bodyguards should step forward to fight for him!

"Mr. Sterling's hand was cut by broken glass. We've just gone to the hospital, and the doctor said it's a minor injury." One of the bodyguards explained.

"How can it be a minor injury? Oh, even minor injury was tetanus-prone!" Judy was more worried.

Savannah looked at the back of Dylan's dressed hand, a little ashamed.

From Judy's surprised look, she knew Dylan had been well off since he was a child, and he should have always been protected closely.

But now, such a delicate man lost blood for her.

Oh, no, not just this time, and last time, when she was going to jump out of the window, he rescued her and twisted his arm. He was not badly hurt, and Judy didn't find it, or... she might be more anxious.

For a moment, Savannah felt that she was a femme fatale.

"Not so much." Dylan sensed the low spirit of the little woman beside him and thought she was tired. He took her hand and pushed her gently to Judy, "take her to her room and help her change her clothes. She needs to sleep now."

Judy took Savannah into the house and up the stairs.

After returning to the room, Judy prepared hot water in the bathroom and helped Savannah have a good bath. After the bath, Savannah put on a bathrobe and climbed onto her bed.

Judy dimmed the light in the bedroom and left. Though Savannah kept on her toes tonight, she was not sleepy at all sitting on the bed. After a while, she got out of her bed and opened the door, looking at the master bedroom.

The door to his room stood ajar, with an occasional ray of light escaping through the crack of it.

He would stay here tonight.

Suddenly it came to her that his hand was injured and it couldn't touch the water. He must have problems with taking a bath.

It was not even convenient for him to change clothes...

Dylan didn't like the servants to help him with his personal services.

She moved to the master bedroom and looked through the crack of the door. Dylan was going to have a shower and was undressing. But obviously, it's a little hard for him to take off the shirt with one hand.

Savannah pushed the door in, walked to his back, and helped him to pull his shirt up.

Dylan turned and looked at her, and his eyes flared momentarily in surprise.

Savannah flushed under his eyes and pretended not to see. He was too tall for her to pull his shirt over his head. "Squat down a little..." she pushed him gently and urged.

Dylan's eyes softened, like the moody light, and made the room warm and romantic. He slightly bent down as she asked, and his tone was sexy and appealing, "babe, it's your first time taking the initiative to take off my clothes."

Savannah blushed again when she heard his meaningful words. Biting her lips, she squirmed uncomfortably, "do you still want me to help you? Or you want to do it yourself?"

She wouldn't have bothered to help him if he hadn't been hurt because of her!

He stayed still and didn't move anymore.

After taking off his clothes, Savannah took a breath as she surreptitiously admired his physique. He was firm… strong. He's so freaking hot. His dark copper hair was a mess, and his gray eyes were bold and dazzling. She watched him, yearning to reach out and stroke his chest, but she contained herself.

He stood in front of her, confident, sexy, eyes blazing, and her heart began to pound. Though his boxer were not off, she could imagine the size of his erection behind them…

Savannah's breath hitched. She wanted to leave, but she couldn't look away...

She could forgive herself for wanting him right now. Anyway, he was such a perfect man…

After a long while, Dylan's playful voice was heard, "Does what you see, please you?"

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Dearest Lovies,

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