Midnight Bride The CEO’s Temptation

Mrs. Smith glanced cautiously towards Kevin not far away, as if he was a human trader who abducted her daughter.

"Kevin, what happened?" Robert came to Kevin and asked gently.

Cecelia didn't speak, ready to get scolded after Kevin told her parents about her going to the bar tonight.

"I met Cecelia sitting on the road, and she seemed to have twisted her ankle. I took her to the hospital to have a look. She's fine, so I bring her back," Kevin said dryly.

Cecelia looked up in surprise. He didn't tell her parents, and this explanation could keep her parents from blaming her for coming home late. She couldn't believe Kevin would keep her secret and protect her against her parent's rage.

So, he didn't want her to be scolded or punished.

Thinking of this, the corner of her mouth twisted into a sweet smile.

Mrs. Smith was more worried about hearing this. She lowered to check Cecelia's foot, but Cecelia stopped her in a hurry.

"Mom, I'm okay. It's lucky to meet my brother on the road." She responded quickly.

"Why not call back?" Mrs. Smith looked unhappy when Cecelia called Kevin's brother. "Don't bother others. Your father and I were worried! You came home late and didn't even bother to give us a call,"

Cecelia knew her mother never took Kevin as their family, but Kevin didn't say anything.

"My phone has run out. Brother didn't bring his cell phone with him," she explained.

Could it be that way? Mrs. Smith was about to say something again when Robert spoke ahead of time to help his son out.

"Forget it, Madison, take Cecilia in and see if her foot was badly hurt."

Mrs. Smith glanced at Kevin unpleasantly and went in.

Robert waved the guards off and looked at his son, whom he hadn't seen for half a year.

"Kevin, thank you for taking Cecelia home. She's never been back so late. Her guards pick her up every day after school. Her mother was just too worried."

"It was nothing. Adolescent girls have always been a bit of a rebel. You'd better keep an eye on her," Kevin said flatly.

"Kevin, what's going on with Cecelia?" Robert sensed something wrong in Kevin's words.

Kevin paused. What could he say? The girl had special intentions towards her brother?

Robert might think he was crazy or that the girl was crazy.

"Nothing." He shook his head, and before Robert asked more, he said quickly, "It's late. I have to go."

"Wait, Kevin. Stay and keep me company for a while, okay?" Robert didn't want his son to leave so soon.

"I'm afraid it's not convenient for you, Mr. Smith. I don't think your wife will be pleased," Kevin said dryly.

"Never mind, she took Cecelia upstairs. We can have a chat in the sitting room over the tea. Shall we?" Robert became almost a little humble in front of his son, hardly knowing how to please him.

Kevin looked at his father, and now he seemed less hateful and disgusting. His father was going gray at the temples, and he grew older and weaker year by year.

"I'm sorry. I still have something else to do," Kevin said, trying to soften his tone.

Robert was a little disappointed, but it seemed like Kevin didn't deliberately refuse him. It made him feel better.

"Well, is there something wrong with the wedding arrangements? Is there anything I can do for you?" He asked.

"No, it's just that something happened to Savannah tonight, and I'm not at ease. I want to go to her earlier and stay with her," said Kevin absently.

Robert could see Kevin didn't want to talk much about it, so he nodded and watched Kevin get into his car.

When the car disappeared in the dark, he waved to his behind, and a confidential guard stepped forward.

"What can I do for you, sir?"

"Go and find out what's going on with the young master and Miss Schultz today."

"Yes, sir."

* * *

After a good sleep, Savannah got rid of her hangover and remembered what had happened at the hotel.

At the table, she was drunk by Andrey, and she seemed to be forcibly taken away from the room by him.

Gasping at the thought, she lifted the quit and checked herself. Fortunately, nothing seemed to be wrong, or else she might not be home now.

What happened after she was taken away? How could the pervert let her go?

Just then, Garcia pushed the door open and came in.

"Savannah, how are you feeling now? Mr. Wills's been watching you all night. He's in the living room now."

"Did Kevin drive me home last night?" Savannah asked.

"Yes, Mr. Wills sent you back from the hotel and said that you were drunk at the dinner. Well, Savannah, don't drink too much next time." Garcia was worried about her.

Savannah nodded with relief. It should be that Kevin arrived just in time to save her from Andrey's hand.

She washed and dressed before she went downstairs.

Kevin came to Green Bay after he left Smith's house last night. He had been waiting for her to wake up for the whole night, but his tiredness disappeared as soon as he saw her.

"How are you feeling? Do you still have a headache?" He asked softly.

"No. Kevin, last night... You brought me away from the hotel?"

"Well. Be careful next time when you attend a business dinner. Fortunately, nothing happened last night." His heart was still fluttering with fear.

Savannah nodded. She couldn't imagine what would happen if Kevin hadn't arrived in time.

"Thank you, Kevin," she blurted out.

"We're getting married. Don't mention it." Kevin forced a laugh.

Savannah also realized that saying thank you to him seemed too polite as if they were still common friends.

Kevin sighed inwardly. He knew there was still some distance to their hearts. She wouldn't say thank you if it was Dylan who saved her out.