She didn't ask but left a divorce agreent and ran away with another man!
Maybe she never trusted him, and she subconsciously wanted to leave her. Whenever she was troubled, she would turn to Kevin, and she trusted Kevin most. How could she do to him when they already got married? Though the formal wedding ceremony has been postponed, Savannah is still his wife.
She always said she didn't have anything to do with Kevin. How could he believe her words now?
What an ungrateful little cat!
Jealousy and anger made him mad. He booted the chair beside the bed and kicked it onto the wall. With a crash, the chair fell apart on the floor.
Just then, Sophie went upstairs and heard a noise in Savannah's room. She knocked on the door nervously, "Mr. Sterling, Garwood's back. He has the trace of Savannah."
Dylan fought to control his face, opened the door, and ran downstairs.
An involuntary shudder passed over Garwood when he saw Mr. Sterling coming down with a chill, grim look on his face.
"Where's she?"
"Probably in the Balfour Sanatorium." Garwood lowered his head and said.
Balfour Sanatorium? It was a health resort for state officials.
Dylan narrowed his eyes and imdiately understood. Robert Smith was one of the people who could enjoy the service there. Kevin should have asked Robert, his biological father, to take Savannah to the place.
Balfour Sanatorium stood on a hill at the edge of the town, isolated and ungoverned. Ordinary people hardly knew anything about this place. What's more, it was heavily guarded - the guards changed every four hours every day, and it was only accessible to senior officials.
Last year, when old Sterling was sick, his old friend in the governnt invited him to recuperate in Balfour Sanatorium. Dylan had been there twice, so he knew that place well.
He never thought that Kevin hid the little woman in such a place at the back of beyond. No wonder he didn't find them after searching every part of the town.
Dylan's lips curled in a sardonic smile. Without saying anything, he took his coat and strode to the door.
Seeing that Dylan was going there in person, Garwood hesitated, "Mr. Sterling, it might not be good to go in this way? Balfour's guarded, not open to everyone, and we're not sure if Miss Schultz is there. We'd do well to call Mr. Smith and discuss the matter with him first..."
Discuss with him? He could not possibly wait till then. Dylan didn't stop but marched out of the house, with a stolid face.
Garwood sighed and followed him out.
* * *
At the edge of the town, the buildings of Balfour Sanatorium lood through the hills. A black sports car, followed by so SUVs, sped along the twisty mountain road. The silence of the night was broken by the sound of the car engine. A group of birds started up out of the lower branches.
After a while, the leading car screeched to a standstill in front of the carved gate, and a man jumped out. He strode straight to the gate, ignoring the no trespassing sign.
The noise alard the guards ard with submachine guns.
"Stop! Who are you?" They hurried forward and barricaded the gate.
As the man approached, his face beca visible under the dim gate light.
The two guards frowned. The man in front of them looked familiar. When they took a closer look, they both gasped.
The visitor was the young master from the Sterling family – Dylan Sterling.
Although Mr. Sterling was not a mber of the political circle, he had a high position and was highly respected. Before they reacted, Dylan walked over and said coldly, "open the gate."
"Mr. Sterling, you know very well where this place is. You cannot enter it without permission."
"I don't care where it is. Open the gate." The man's tone echoed in the quiet valley, clipped and cool. Then he moved closer to the gate in an imposing manner.
The two guards summoned their courage and were about to head off him when Garwood arrived with so bodyguards. They got off the cars quickly and rushed to Dylan, surrounding him and protecting him from the guards.
Just then, the carved gate slowly opened.
A middle-aged man, followed closely by his bodyguard, walked out.
"You two step away." Robert rumbled his order to the two guards.
Seeing the governor, the two guards bowed to him and went back to their posts.
Dylan looked at Robert with a sneering smile. Since Robert was here in the middle of the night, he was sure that Savannah was here too.
How funny! The governor helped his illegitimate son hide other's wife!
For now, finding the little woman was the priority. He would deal with those irrelevant people later!
Robert could sense the murderous look in Dylan. As the governor, he was a man of affairs, but he had to say he never saw a young man so aggressive as Dylan. Maybe it was because the young man had the pride of aristocratic blood of the Cavendish family, he seed not afraid of anything or anybody.
This man was like a beast in business, and he was not easy to deal with now.
It took courage to battle with Dylan. Robert began to admire Kevin. His feelings for Savannah were so deep that he insisted on taking her away even if he had to go against such a dangerous man.
As Dylan ignored him and went straight in, Robert took a deep breath and laughed, "Mr. Sterling, are you coming for Savannah? Oh, I'm afraid you're a little late."
Dylan stopped and stared at Robert with his tired but sharp eyes. "What do you an?"
"Savannah's left with Kevin. They're not at ho now."
Garwood gasped behind Dylan. Miss Schultz ran away with Kevin? What did that an? Did they elope?
Dylan's face darkened. He clenched his fists, and his knuckles cracked. Suddenly he walked up and grabbed Robert's lapels.
"Nonsense!" snapped Dylan, grinding his teeth.
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