That was why she pretended to be angry and stroke Kevin with cold and sharp words.
That was good for her and Kevin.
"Kevin, I'm sorry..." Savannah grabbed her coat and lowered her eyes. Wiping off her tears, "Savannah, you'll have a long journey, you can do it," whispered herself and hailed a taxi.
"Shall we go, miss?" asked the taxi driver.
"Go ahead." Savannah bit her lip and looked away.
* * *
The Sterling Group
The cool rays of the autumn sun, filtered by the pale blue curtains, slanted into the large office. The man in front of the desk was working on the docunt. Suddenly, there ca a noise from outside.
"Miss Schultz, you don't have an appointnt. You can't go in… Well, please wait outside for a while. I'll inform my boss first."
The word "Miss Schultz" clearly ca to Dylan's ears. He wrinkled his brows slightly.
The door was knocked, and the secretary poked her head through the door apologetically.
"Excuse , Mr. Sterling. Miss Schultz wants to see you. Shall I ask the guard to send her away?"
The secretary ca to the company last year, and she was not clear about the relationship between the young lady and her boss. She was frightened to be blad when she failed to stop the lady last ti, but she also understood that Miss Schultz must have a special relationship with Mr. Sterling, so she dared not be too rude to her.
"What's she doing here?" Dylan looked up from his docunt.
"She didn't say it."
After a long pause, Dylan finally said, "let her in."
A mont later, Savannah walked into the office and looked at the man behind the desk, a little nervous.
"You don't co here to slap again, do you? Miss Schultz?" Dylan sneered.
"I ca to apologize today." Savannah bit her lip.
Dylan raised his eyebrows.
"I just learned the truth about Kevin's car accident. It's none of your business... Kevin set a trap to…make give up on you. Sorry," Savannah said in a low voice.
Dylan was silent for a long ti before he smiled ironically, "so, I was slapped in the face for nothing?"
"I'm really sorry. I didn't expect Kevin to do sothing like this." Savannah hung her head even lower.
"You ca here today to say sorry?" Dylan, however, didn't believe she ca in person for the apology only.
The man could always read her mind. Savannah looked at him.
"One more thing..."
"Go ahead." He knew she wouldn't co to him if she hadn't sothing to ask of him.
"I want to go back to work in Zagreb Film." She clenched her hands nervously, knowing she might be ridiculed by him.
"Why? Don't you want to go back to Italy with your boyfriend?" Dylan asked ironically.
"I won't leave for so ti. And... we had a quarrel. I asked him to go to Italy first," she murmured.
"You gave too much information today." His eyes darkened.
"Anyway, I want to stay in LA. In this case, I must have a job to support myself. I want to go back to the company." Savannah summoned up her courage and said.
"Why? Just because Kevin cheated you with the car accident?" Dylan picked up a cigar and lit it up gracefully.
"Besides this... I've found my mother. I want to stay in LA and spend more ti with her." Savannah lowered her face and did not look at him, afraid that he could read her mind.
"Mrs. Rowe?"
She was not surprised that he knew it. With his power, there was nothing she could conceal from him. Well, since he knew Mrs. Rowe was her mother, it ant that he still paid a little attention to her. That was good, she had a better chance to return to him. At least he didn't completely lose interest in her.
"Yes." She nodded.
He took a puff on his cigarette and moved his shoulders a bit. The smoke lingered between his lips, making the expression on his pretty face unclear.
"Why do you think you can go back after quitting your job?" He asked and smiled distantly.
The vindictive and narrow-minded man!
He still held a grudge. He did a lot to keep her when she asked to quit again and again, but she always insisted on leaving. After Kevin's accident, she even ca to question him in such a rude way. He had every reason to complain.
"Why…" Savannah plucked up her courage, looking into his eyes, "because I'm your ex-wife and Kaiden's mother."
He was surprised to hear that. For the first ti, the little woman admitted her identity as his ex-wife. Before, she refused to accept any help from him for fear of having anything to do with him.
Now, for a job, she was even willing to ntion their marriage.
Was it for work or sothing else?
He put out the cigar and stood up, bypassed the desk, and slowly stopped in front of her. He was so close to her that she could clearly sll the smoke and feel the familiar hot breath from him.
"Do you really need this job?" He leaned over to her ear.
She knew he must have so doubts about her. But she couldn't turn back now.
"Yes," she repressed the trembling of her breath.
She needed the job to get closer to him, to regain his love, to make use of his power, to get revenge on the Rowe family for her father...
The charming, sweet fragrance from the little woman almost softened his heart. But he quickly stiffened himself, gazing at her with his quiet eyes.
"I'm sorry, Miss Schultz, it's your choice to resign. Zagreb Film isn't a garden, and you can't just co and go as you please. Besides, it shouldn't be too difficult for you to find a job as a designer elsewhere." He said drily.
She asked to leave, and now she wanted to co back?
Didn't she rember how she slapped him in the face for Kevin? He could still feel the dull pain on his cheek. He tried his best to hold her, but she chose to run away.
Did he give her too much tolerance to let her be so presumptuous?
If so, this ti, it would be a lesson, and he would let her know that his patience was limited.
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