"I dare not ask..." Savannah said with difficulty.
Elisa's expectation was good, but the fact was more likely to be the opposite:
Dylan was just trying to make sure his son had a mom, and he did everything out of responsibility.
Elisa understood her fear. Savannah loved the man so much that she was swayed by considerations of gain and loss. If Mr. Sterling had made it clear that he was caring for Savannah for the sake of responsibility and that he didn't really love her, Savannah wouldn't be able to bear it.
Afraid that the answer was not what she wanted, Savannah just went through days without asking anything, anwhile, she dared not get too close to that man.
She loved his heart and soul, so she also wanted true love from him.
Just then, Savannah's phone rang again.
"Hello?" She thought it was soone who ca to deliver their dinner.
"How are you doing, Savannah?" There ca the smiling voice of a young man. His voice sounded familiar, but his na slipped Savannah's mory.
"Who's that?"
"Andrew Caffrey. I'm too sad you forgot ," he said, but sounded not sad at all.
Andrew? Savannah rembered.
Andrew, the young CEO of Knight Group, was the young master of the Caffrey family, which had been thick with the Morton family for generations.
During the days that she worked in the Morton Group in Chicago, in order to help her out of a disappointing love affair, her grandpa had arranged several blind dates for her.
Her grandpa introduced a lot of successful young n to her, and one of them was Andrew Caffrey.
Of course, she had no intention of going into a new relationship, and every blind date ended fruitlessly.
The blind date with Andrew was the sa. Before dinner was finished, she cleared her mind and told him that she was not ready to have a romantic relationship.
She and Andrew never saw each other again after that.
"Yes, what can I do for you?" Savannah ca to her senses.
"I ca to Milan on business, and I heard from your grandfather that you are also in Milan to get your diploma. Co out and have dinner with , will you?" Andrew asked in a mild voice.
Savannah was surprised to hear from him, and since he had invited her to dinner, she could not refuse directly for the sake of the relationship of their families. However, she had been on a blind date with him before, and it was a bit embarrassing to et him again, so she could only reply vaguely.
"Well, I've got stuff to do… I'll see if I can put it off."
"Who is it?" Elisa wondered when Savannah hung up.
Savannah told her, and Elisa laughed.
"Savannah, you got so luck in love!"
"I have nothing with this man. Ah, I shall text him and turn it down…"
"Don't! Accept his invitation! Go to dinner with him!" Elisa said busily.
"Why?" Savannah asked, surprised.
"Aren't you at a loss as to whether Mr. Sterling is sincere with you? Isn't this a chance? You've got a suitor on your side who might inspire Mr. Sterling to declare his love to you!" Elisa spoke as if she were a love expert.
"Is that really good? But I don't want to take advantage of Caffrey's kindness…" Savannah hesitated.
"No, no, no. Caffrey, right? He asked you out with a purpose, too. If he doesn't want anything from you, he wouldn't have invited you to dinner, and you can't even have a chance to use him. And it's just a al. He won't lose anything! When you and Mr. Sterling are truly in love, Caffrey's rit will get its reward in the future!"
Savannah was finally moved by her smooth talker friend. She called Andrew back and accepted his invitation.
Andrew would pick her up at the school in ten minutes. Savannah said goodbye to Elisa and then headed towards the front gate of the school directly.
***
It was getting dark.
At the school gate, a gorgeous sports car stopped, attracting attention from the students in and out.
A handso man in a white shirt got down and ca up to Savannah.
"Hi, Savannah," he greeted as he handed Savannah a beautiful red rose.
The man, dressing in casual elegance, was about twenty-seven. He was tall and thin. His eyes were sensuous and radiant like pure diamonds, which captured every nerve of the woman who dared look into them.
"Long ti no see, Mr. Caffrey." Savannah smiled, "Thank you for the rose. It's beautiful."
"Just call Andrew," Andrew's lips quirked up in a half-smile.
Savannah paused and smiled politely, "Caffrey."
Andrew, seeing that she still kept her distance from him, laughed and didn't force her. He pulled the car door open in a gentle way and asked Savannah to get in.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at a fancy and expensive restaurant.
It was one of the most exclusive restaurants in Milan, and only the most wealthy, respectable people would co here.
Knight Group had a strong position in the dostic business circle and had been doing business overseas in recent years. It was not surprising that Andrew could take a reservation here.
A blonde manager had been waiting at the door. She ca up and said respectfully in standard English, "Mr. Caffrey, Miss Schultz. Please."
Savannah followed Andrew into the restaurant, only to find that the whole restaurant was almost empty. Apparently, Andrew had made a block booking.
She couldn't help looking at Andrew, a little nervous. She thought it was just an ordinary dinner, but she didn't expect it to be so grand.
Andrew knew what she was thinking. A man booked the best local restaurant to have dinner with a woman, and he must have an intention.
His lips twitched up in a half-smile, and without any explanation, he pulled back a chair for Savannah to sit down. Then he raised his hand, motioning a violinist nearby to start playing.
The stream-like lody started with a truly poetic slow movent, making the quiet restaurant more romantic, but Savannah got even more uneasy.
She didn't an to flatter herself. But since Andrew arranged a dinner in this way, what if he suddenly gave her a love confession or sothing like that? How should she deal with it?
She almost wished she'd stayed at the dormitory. She shouldn't have made trouble for herself...
Andrew looked at the nervous little woman in front of him and finally broke into a silent smile.
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