Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

"No one blames you," Dylan said, a hint of impatience in his tone.

Charlotte sighed and then asked, "did Miss Schultz really disappear? No monitoring? Is there any response from the police?"

Just then, there was a knock at the door, and Garwood came in a great hurry. Dylan's gloomy eyes glistened.

"How's it going? Has Miss Schultz been found?" Cooper asked anxiously.

Garwood shook his head. "The police are looking into the case now. Don't worry, I'll urge the police and my people to step up."

Bad news again?

Dylan frowned once more as a trace of anger flashed across his face. The little woman had been missing for two days! 48 hours!

In an impotent rage, he kicked the coffee table in front of him all of a sudden. The table trembled, and the glasses and cups fell off, hitting the floor with a smash. Everyone around him gasped.

Charlotte turned pale. She had never seen Dylan be so angry.

Garwood knew that Mr. Sterling was in extreme anxiety at the moment. He seemed to have something else to say, but he looked around and did not open his mouth immediately.

Seeing his expression, Dylan held his temper and turned to look at the three behind him. "Cooper, please go back first. I'll call to tell you about the progress layer. Sophie, Garcia, please send Miss Rowe out."

They nodded and agreed obediently. Charlotte wanted to spend more time with Dylan, but she could see that he was not in a mood to talk with her now. She stood up and gently comforted him, "don't worry, Dylan. God protects Miss Schultz. She'll be fine. Tell me if I can help."

Garcia sniffed. She believed that Savannah was missing all because of this bitch. She must have said something to hurt Savannah. Now she was afraid that Dylan would blame her, so she came to apologize in a poor manner. Maybe she eagerly looked forward to hearing the bad news about Savannah.

Thinking of this, Garcia took one step forward and interrupted Charlotte, "Miss Rowe, it's getting late. Please."

Charlotte could tell that Garcia hated her very much. She frowned, said good-bye to Dylan, and walked out with others.

When they left, Dylan looked at Garwood coldly. "Did you find any clues?"

"Garcia said that Miss Schultz had an appointment with her friend that noon. Miss Schultz has only a few friends, and I guess the one she went out to meet is…" Garwood paused and looked at Mr. Sterling, afraid he would be displeased.

"Kevin Wills." Dylan finished the sentence coldly.

"Yeah. I learned that Mr. Wills has just returned from Europe a few days earlier, and he hasn't shown in JK since the day Miss Schultz disappeared." Garwood hesitated for a moment and finally said what he had found. That was why he didn't say it in front of the outsiders. Savannah disappeared with another man. Mr. Sterling might lose face if it was known by others.

A heavy rage came over Dylan like a dark cloud. He clasped his hands so tightly that the bones would crack.

Did the little woman run away with Kevin?

No. Impossible.

She looked forward to the wedding. She had just asked him if they could continue the ceremony tomorrow in their last call.

Was the little woman faking her mood in order to let his guard down, and in fact, she was waiting for Kevin to return and take her away?

Ridiculous.

He did not believe that little woman could have such great acting and scheming.

Something must be wrong.

He took a few deep breaths, and gradually it subsided. Then he looked at Garwood, with a cold, steely determination in his eyes. "Find Kevin. What are you waiting for?"

"Yes, sir!" Garwood replied quickly and left in a hurry.

***

Balfour Sanatorium, as a hospital providing service for only senior officials, had a big dining hall. The environment was commodious and clean, and the hall was well lighted by a dozen windows.

At the moment, Robert and Kevin were sitting by the window and having lunch.

Kevin didn't ask Robert to come, but Robert didn't want to let slip such an opportunity to foster good relations with his son. These days, he had been taking the time to come to see Kevin. Though he always got cold shoulders from his son, he was in a good mood as long as Kevin didn't drive him out.

He sometimes thought bitterly that he must be the humblest father in the world.

But Kevin was his only son.

His wife only had a daughter for him.

He wanted a legitimate male heir, someone to continue the family name. So, he must bring this son home. What's more, he owed Kevin and his mother a lot, and he deserved it.

He had been trying to find Kevin for years. Of course, he dared not tell his wife about his thoughts and had to conceal his plan from her. Anyway, since she had driven Kevin's mother away that year, she wouldn't want Kevin back now.

Robert's thought was very simple. He wanted to take care of Kevin first and then found a chance to persuade his wife.

Kevin ate his meal absently, and he seemed a bit preoccupied.

Savannah had been in a coma for three days. The effects of the anesthetic should have gone off, but she was not yet conscious.

The doctor here had given her a thorough examination but did not find out the cause. The dose was within the safe range, and the only explanation was her loss of blood.

Kevin's worries turned into anger, and he became increasingly annoyed at Dylan.

Savannah would not have been like this if it were not for that man!

Across the table, Robert could see the anxious expression on his son's face. He was about to say something to comfort him when his confidant hurried into the dining hall, bent down, and whispered something in his ear.

The fork in Robert's hand fell on the table, and his face changed.

Kevin raised a suspicious glance. Robert recovered and wiped his mouth with the napkin cloth as if nothing happened. Then he stood up and said calmly, "you eat first. I'll be right back."

With that, he hurried out with his confidant.

Out of the dining room, Robert made up rapidly to the front hall.

A middle-aged lady, the same age as Robert, was standing in the front hall with splendid jewels. She was very well preserved, and she looked very shrewd. Two guards stood behind her silently.