Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

The secretary noticed the unpleasant look of her boss and immediately turned to Katrina.

"Miss Kaif, do you want to leave by yourself or be taken away by the security?"

Katrina stood blushed and looked at Charlotte, seeing her as her last hope.

Charlotte was the last one who wanted to see Savannah get promoted. If Katrina left like this, no one could help her to watch Savannah any more. She bit her lip, looking at Dylan.

"Dylan, Katrina did do wrong, but she has also made contributions to the company with her efforts. Please forgive her this time and give her another chance," Charlotte said softly.

Everyone was silent. Now Miss Rowe interceded for Miss Kaif in person. Would Mr. Sterling change his idea?

Dylan gave Charlotte a deep, cold, silent look that made her shudder involuntarily.

"There are so many people who do great things for the company." He said drily.

Charlotte gasped. Dylan made his mind to take it out on Katrina today!

The secretary had already called the guard in.

They walked up to Katrina. "Miss Kaif, please."

Knowing that Charlotte was no longer able to help, Katrina rushed to Dylan and tried to defend herself.

Before she opened her mouth, Dylan waved his hand, and the hot coffee on the desk was overturned, hitting Katrina's hand!

Katrina shrieked from the heat as the cup fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.

Startled, Charlotte went over to help Katrina.

Katrina had spilled hot coffee on Savannah in the conference room before.

Did Dylan do this to avenge Savannah?

The secretary gave a wink, and the security guard went over.

Katrina, tearful and trembled, clutched her red-hot hand and left the conference room in the discussion and gaze of the colleagues.

Charlotte followed Katrina out in a hurry.

"Miss Schultz's promotion and Miss Kaif's dismissal notice will be issued by the personnel department in a few days," said the secretary, "It's almost time for the meeting to end. If nothing else…"

"Wait. I want to say something." Savannah, unexpectedly, interrupted her.

Dylan looked at her quietly.

"I'm not competent enough to take the position of chief designer. Please take your words back, Mr. Sterling." She said with an expressionless face.

The conference room quieted down. The colleagues looked at each other speechlessly, holding their breath. Did Savannah refuse the position of chief designer?

After a moment, Dylan said, "Everyone out. I want to talk to designer Schultz alone."

Jenkins immediately took all staff out, including Dylan's secretary.

The conference room became empty and quiet.

"Is there anything you can't say in front of my colleagues, Mr. Sterling?" Savannah kept her distance, quite nervous.

Dylan got up and slowly approached her. She backed away step by step until she hit the wall. He stopped, staring down at her.

"Do you really want me to do something in front of your colleagues?" He smiled a dazzling, crooked smile, his head cocked slightly to one side.

Savannah blushed and clenched her fist.

"I said you have the ability. You are qualified to be the chief designer. I don't want to hear you say no again." He said gently as if she was a frightened animal that would run away at any time.

She took a deep breath, knowing that his decision could not be changed easily.

"I see. What else do you want? Can I go now?" She bit her lip.

Her instinct told her that it was dangerous to be alone with this man.

Her estrangement made Dylan frown slightly.

In order to please her, he did so many things these days, but this little woman seemed to be unaware of his effort and disregarded his feelings.

But he should understand her feelings and sufferings.

Her wound had not been scarred yet, and he could not force her to accept him again too soon.

Finally, he stepped back and said with a sort of courtesy, "well, okay. Work hard. Don't fail to live up to what I expect of you."

With a sigh of relief, Savannah left in a hurry.

Dylan stood in the doorway, watching the back of the little woman as she hurried away.

Out of the office building, a slender figure was waiting at the bottom step.

Charlotte went up to Dylan as he went out of the office building and down the steps.

"Dylan," her voice was full of tenderness and grievance."I didn't expect you wanted me here today so I could see Katrina fired and Savannah promoted. Did I do something wrong? Why… why did you humiliate me like this?"

Yes, Dylan brought her to Zagreb Film today, not to give her an answer she wanted, but to embarrass her!

"You don't know what you've done wrong?" Dylan gave a scornful laugh.

"I really don't know... Yeah, I did something to make you angry before, but I've been a good girl since I got engaged to you, and I didn't pick on Savannah again..." Charlotte panicked and explained quickly.

"But you let your best friend deliberately make things difficult for her, even asked Abby to beat her. Do you really think I know nothing?" His tone suddenly became harsh and cool, cutting Charlotte too quick.

"Dylan… I… I thought you were mad at her..." Charlotte hesitated.

"It's my business. No matter how angry I am with her, I won't let anyone hurt her." His tone was clipped, cold, and full of warning.

"I was wrong..." Charlotte murmured, knowing she could keep nothing back from this man. "But I just want to stop her from pestering you and didn't really hurt her..."

Dylan's face suddenly darkened. He put his hand around her neck, and his tone was quietly dead, "you didn't hurt her? You sent someone to hit her at the door of the hotel, trying to abort her child in this way, didn't you?"

Garwood found out about this three days ago.

He had doubts about the strange car accident Savannah and Kaiden had on his engagement day. Through monitoring the video, he found the car that almost hit Kaiden was a stolen car.