MIDNIGHT Bride The CEO's TEMPTATION

Savannah recalled the mysterious manner of Kevin when Dan wanted to talk about the accident just now. Maybe… they knew how the accident happened?

She paused and pulled Dan into a corner. 

"Dan, you know how that happened, don't you?" She asked seriously.

Dan didn't expect her to bring it up. 

"No..." He hesitated.

"Don't lie to me. The police came and said there was something wrong with the brakes. He was questioning Kevin now." Savannah said as she stared at Dan.

Dan froze.

"Was brother Kevin's car out of order because someone did something on purpose? You know exactly who that person is, don't you? Who did it?" She asked anxiously.

Dan looked at Savannah's eager face and finally nodded, "we suspect... Mr. Sterling did it."

Savannah gasped. Actually, she had that guess in her mind, but she was not sure. 

"Why? Why do you think that?" Her voice trembled a little.

"Up until yesterday, Kevin's car was in perfect condition. He went to JK this morning before he came here to pick you up. Mr. Sterling had been in JK this morning, too, because Kevin's going back to Italy with you, so he asked Mr. Sterling to JK to have a discussion about JK's new direction in the future. You should know that Dylan has a concern in JK's business." Dan thought carefully before he continued, "I remember... he went to JK's garage after the meeting. Then Kevin had an accident with his car."

Savannah turned pale.

Was it really the man who did it?

That was understandable because he didn't want her to leave with Kevin.

He had forced her to stay at his side three years ago, made her pregnant, and confined her in his house without considering her mind. He was always overbearing and unreasonable and played the tyrant at will.

This time he even wanted to kill Kevin to stop her from leaving?!

"Savannah, don't think about it. Maybe we were just wrong..." Dan added.

"Dan, please take care of Kevin. I have to go out first." Savannah interrupted Dan and ran outside.

* * *

"I'm sorry, Miss, you can't go in without an appointment!" At the door of the CEO's office in the Sterling group, the secretary tried to stop the angry lady from rushing in. 

"I want to see your boss. Let me in! Or let him out!" Savannah shouted in anger.

Finally, the noise outside disturbed the people inside. The door opened.

The man stood in the doorway with an expressionless face, his eyes falling on Savannah quietly.

Before, the little woman was just indifferent to him and took him as a stranger. But now, she stared glowering at him, as if he had done something unforgivable.

"Let her in." With that, Dylan turned around and walked into the office.

Savannah pushed the secretary away and ran after him.

The atmosphere in the large office became tense immediately. 

Savannah thought she would scold him as soon as she saw him, but her anger gradually cooled when he looked so calm.

He was in his usual good manner, and he looked gentle in a grey suit today. He did not seem to be the type to kill a man.

"What the hell is going on?" He broke the silence, frowning.

"That was you, right? You did something to Kevin's car, didn't you?" She asked coldly.

"I don't understand what you mean." Dylan looked at her.

"Kevin just had a car accident because the brakes didn't work. You went to JK this morning, and you went to the garage. It must be you." Savannah's voice trembled, her eyes studying him.

Dylan finally understood why the little rushed to his office. 

She came to question him.

She took the initiative to find him because of another man.

"I won't deal with him in this way." With a sardonic grin, he settled himself slowly on the sofa and crossed his long legs.

"Oh? But I think you will go all lengths to accomplish your purpose." Savannah held her hands, looking fixedly at him.

Good. Now the little woman even questioned him in this way for another man. 

His eyes grew darker as he asked, "what would you do if it was me? Shall you kill me for him?"

In a fury, Savannah raised her hand and struck him!

The crisp slap sounded in the quiet room.

It was the second time she slapped him after she returned home.

It was tolerable last time, but it was hard to bear this time.

She slapped him for Kevin.

His left cheek reddened slightly, but he didn't sense the pain at all. A hard, cool look came to his eyes.

However, Savannah felt that she touched the truth, and she was not frightened of him at this moment. 

"Mr. Sterling, we're in a world ruled by law. You're not the king. You're not entitled to do whatever you like. I won't stay even if Kevin could never stand up again! You'll only make me hate you even more in this way! Shame on you!"

Dylan's face was blue with rage and his teeth clenched. 

Just then, the door opened, and Garwood came in. He had overheard their conversation outside the door for a while. Finally, he couldn't help rushing in. 

"Miss Schultz, Mr. Sterling didn't hurt Mr. Wills. You are mistaken!"

How could Savannah believe the close confidant of that man? 

"Well, did you go to JK this morning?" She looked at Dylan. She could give him a chance.

"Yes," Dylan replied drily.

"Did you go to JK's garage?"

"Yes," Dylan paused and added, "Kevin said he had something to tell me and asked me to meet him in the garage."

"Are you going to shift the blame onto Kevin? Dylan, you've admitted to being in JK's garage. What else is there to say?" Savannah's voice became harsh as she spoke.

Dylan looked at her quietly. An icy chill suddenly enveloped his heart. She had already determined that he was the one who had tried to kill Kevin. All his explanations were only ridiculous excuses.

"So, you think I'm the murderer?' His tone went colder.

"Yes!" She did not hesitate.

Garwood peeked at Dylan anxiously. He was very clear how this word hurt him.

"Miss Schultz, how the accident happened is still unclear. Why don't you go back first? Mr. Sterling will give you an explanation." Garwood said busily. 

Savannah gritted her teeth and, without another word, turned and walked out of the office.

Garwood watched Savannah's back disappear and looked at Dylan, whose face was ashen with rage. 

"Mr. Sterling. I'll send someone to find out what happened." He lowered his head and said carefully.