Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Dylan ignored his questions and hung up the phone.

"Did anything happen to Miss Schultz?" Garwood asked, tentatively standing by him.

"Call Zagreb Film and find out why she hasn't returned," Dylan ordered coldly.

Garwood did as he was told right away. In a short while, he came back to report.

"Miss Schultz went to the shooting place of My Girl in the production base after work. I called the crew, but they said Miss Schultz left after sending the costumes."

The roads to the shooting place in the production base were rough and rugged. She was more likely to be still there.

Dylan abruptly stood up, took his coat, and strode out. Garwood knew where he was going and immediately followed.

* * *

It was pitch-black all around, as though she was confined in a cage.

She crouched in the dark, banging on the wall next to her, crying, "Dylan! I'm here! Help…"

Outside, a stony voice shouted, "open all the containers. Search each of them carefully!"

"Mr. Sterling, please don't…" a middle-aged woman's panicked voice came.

Suddenly, the dark cage was broken, and a light appeared…

***

"Ahhh!" Savannah let out a scream and woke up, panting.

It was a dream, but it felt so real.

Looking around, she found she was in a pit. She got up and tried to climb up, but the wall was so slippery that there was no landing place at all. It was difficult for her to climb up on her own.

"Anybody? Help!" She cried. Fortunately, she was still in the production base, and sooner or later, someone would pass by.

She cried and shouted again, but nobody answered.

It was too late, and most crews were off duty now. Maybe she had to wait until tomorrow morning...

She gasped and then sighed. Did she have to spend the night in such a wet, dirty pit?

Just her luck!

The elevator was being checked when she overworked late that night; her foot sprained when she went downstairs; she even slid into a pit when she was walking on a hill!

Holy shit!

She squatted down, holding her knee, and began to think of the scene in her dream.

Did it come from her own experience? The scene had actually happened before?

She shivered when she thought of being closed in a large dark box in that dream.

It seemed that she had been in real trouble years ago, and that man had arrived in time at last.

Slowly she became sleepy and cold. The temperature in the suburb was usually lower than that of the downtown, especially at night.

It was colder and colder. She wrapped her arms around herself tightly but could not keep out the cold at all. Her eyes started to glaze over, and finally, she couldn't help falling asleep.

***

"Search every corner!" A man shouted out his order, breaking the silence of the night.

Savannah woke up at the noise, for a moment, surprised, and wondered if she was in another dream.

The sound of footsteps made her wide awake. Here came somebody!

"Anybody? I'm here! Help!" She cried as she rose herself.

Someone heard her weak voice, rushing over.

Savannah was much relieved. Maybe it was because she was too relaxed, a weakness came to her, and she began to feel dizzy.

She swayed and fell in a faint.

In a daze, someone seemed to climb down and squatted in front of her.

"T-Thank you." She mumbled as she opened her eyes, her lips were cold and dry.

Then she froze.

The man in front of her, a little travel-stained, was still so dignified and charming. The worried air between his knitted eyebrows all disappeared when he saw her.

She remembered the mood she had when waiting for him in the dark cage.

It was a surprisingly pleasant feeling.

It felt like she would rather give up the whole world for his appearance.

Maybe she really loved him three years ago…

She moved her dried lips, but before she could say something, everything went black, and she drowned.

With a sudden movement, Dylan caught her on her waist. The heat from her body alarmed him. She had a fever! He picked her up quickly and climbed up with the help of a bodyguard.

***

Kevin received a call from Garwood, knowing what happened, and drove to the hospital in a hurry.

She got a fever, but luckily, she didn't get hurt.

Now she was carried by Dylan in his arms, her face burning red.

"Savannah!" Kevin cried, filled with anxiety, but his steps suddenly stopped.

Savannah quietly and dreamily lowered herself into that man's arms, with one arm wrapped around his neck.

If she had not accepted that man in her mind, she would not have been so close to the man in a coma.

Kevin's eyes darkened.

"How's Savannah?" He drew a deep breath and walked over.

"Don't you see?" Dylan replied impatiently, striding towards the hospital.

Garwood had contacted the doctor on the way here. Now the doctor and two nurses had been waiting in the hall. They examined Savannah briefly and then sent her to the ward.

Her palms were excoriated, and her elbows were scraped when she fell into the pit. Fortunately, she had no other problems. The doctor gave her an injection of penicillin to bring down the fever and then left.

"I wonder if you know how to take care of her." Dylan sniffed and looked at Kevin. She was not in such poor health with him.

Before Kevin could say anything, Garwood walked over quickly and interrupted them.

"I got it. Abby's agent sent Miss Schultz to another studio they used over the hill. I guess it was for Abby. Her agent lost a lot of work after she was shut out by the company. The agent knew it had something to do with Miss Schultz, so he took the chance to vent his anger."

"Lost a lot of work? Then put him out of work." Dylan said coldly, his face clouded.

"Yeah, I see." Garwood nodded and left.