After Emma delivered the food and drink, she friendly left so as not to bother the two girls.
Savannah and Olivia sat on the benches, chatting. After a while, Savannah wanted to go to the bathroom again. In fact, Olivia had accompanied her to the bathroom twice just now, so Savannah was a little embarrassed this ti. She had drunk too much water, and for pregnant won, frequent trips to the toilet were very normal.
Olivia was about to go with her again when Savannah stopped her, "don't bother, I'll do it myself. It's not far."
The public toilet in the park was just below the pavilion, a minute or two away.
"Then ask Emma to go with you. Now you are the key protected one in the Sterling family. There must be no mistakes." Olivia stood up.
"I'm not disabled. If I had to be helped to the bathroom every ti, you'd better tie to my bed for the next five months." Savannah said with a pout.
Olivia didn't stop her. Well, Savannah was no more than five months pregnant now, she didn't have to be protected like this.
Savannah left the pavilion and went to the bathroom.
After finishing and washing her hands, she went out slowly and prepared to return to the pavilion along the cobblestone alleyway.
Unexpectedly, she stepped on a loose pebble after two steps and slipped, stumbling headlong into the ground.
"Miss?" A passerby caught her hand firmly and tugged her back. Savannah swallowed her exclamation and gasped for breath. Looking up, she saw the man in front of her clearly. The young gentleman seed familiar. He had beautiful eyes, a straight nose, and he was tall, elegantly dressed.
"You!" Savannah rembered. She had t the man when she went to Chicago on a business trip with Dylan.
It had been months. Savannah wouldn't have rembered him if it were not for his graceful form and elegant manner, which impressed her deeply.
Lionel apparently rembered her, too. "Watch your feet," he smiled and said. Then his attention inadvertently turned on her pregnant belly, and he looked slightly surprised.
It's not big, but it's a bump. She's obviously pregnant.
Savannah blushed imperceptibly when she found he was still holding her hand. She pulled away from her hand and said, "thank you... What a coincidence to et you again. Aren't you from Chicago? How did you co to LA?"
"I'm here to take care of so business." A project was to be completed in the Muse Park, so he ca here himself for pre-market research.
Savannah nodded. She knew that the man was a successful businessman when she saw him in Chicago the first ti.
They t twice, and every ti he helped her, so Savannah had a good opinion of him.
"Well, last ti I knew you are the secretary of Dylan Sterling. I don't know your na yet." Lionel smiled and said gently.
"Savannah Schultz." Savannah didn't hesitate to tell her na to such a dignified and charming man.
Lionel slightly raised his brows when he heard the na. Schultz…
Savannah saw his silence and wondered, "what's your na, please?"
"Lionel Rowe." He gave her his hand in a friendly way, "nice to et you again, Miss Schultz."
Savannah reached out to shake his hand, handsoly, "nice to et you too, Mr. Rowe."
After so pleasant talk, Savannah realized Olivia was still in the pavilion, and she said, "Mr. Rowe, my friend is still waiting for , I've to go first."
As she turned around, Lionel looked at her back, and his gaze fell on her hair. "Miss Schultz," he called to stop her.
Savannah looked back at him curiously and asked, "anything else, Mr. Rowe?"
"I don't co to LA very often. This ti, I'll live here for a long ti, but I'm new to the local area," Lionel said slowly and sounded sincere, "if you have ti now, could you please tell more information about this city?"
Savannah paused. She knew such a man didn't an to pick up on her, but even google could give him enough information he wanted…
"Well, we're not friends now, but we might beco friends later, right? One more friend, one more way." Lionel added, his eyes clear.
The man's tone was not domineering, but his elegant manner made it hard for Savannah to refuse him. Anyway, he had helped her twice, and it was only a small request.
"Well... My friend is in the pavilion. Why don't you co with , and we can sit down and talk?" Savannah gestured to the pavilion and suggested.
Lionel smiled and nodded. Then they went back to the pavilion together.
Olivia was amazed to see Savannah returning with a handso and graceful man. How did Savannah pick up a man after going to the bathroom?
He was tall, dressed in a fine gray suit, white shirt, and black tie with flaxen hair. He looked young and was refined in manner.
There were many handso male models in the modeling world, but the man in front of them was outstanding among the top male models.
Olivia stood up and walked over, "Savannah, this is..."
Savannah introduced Lionel to Olivia and explained what Lionel was up to. Olivia looked suspiciously at Lionel but said nothing, nodded, and sat down with them.
Not far away, Emma stared wide-eyed at the young man coming with Savannah to the pavilion. He was talking and laughing with Miss Schultz.
"Didn't Miss Schultz say she had a date today with her best friend? Is that man her friend too?" Emma prodded the bodyguard next to her with her elbow
"Who knows? From the way, Miss Schultz spoke to him... I can say they know each other. Did Miss Schultz happen to et her friend?" The bodyguard looked at them distantly and said.
"Well, I know they might be friends. Miss Schultz should not have chatted with him in this way if it's the first ti they et... But a friend? I've never heard that Miss Schultz has any male friend," muttered Emma, warily eyeing Lionel in the pavilion.
The bodyguard laughed, "Emma, don't be nervous. They are just chatting. Besides, the man looks nice, and he seems to be from a good family. He can't be a bad guy."
Emma snorted.
Yes, the man in the pavilion was a little bit of a gentleman who could easily impress won. But who knew whether he was a human beast or not? Or what did he want from Miss Schultz?!
With her previous experience, Emma felt that Lionel's gaze on Savannah was very unusual. He was not like a common friend of her, and he must have a purpose.
Emma watched Lionel sharply. She should stand guard for Mr. Sterling! Miss Schultz was Mr. Sterling's woman and was pregnant. No one should have designs on her!
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