159 Chapter 159: Do You Regret It Now?

Since Savannah was now the endorser for JK's game, Fairy World would be affected if the public knew she was almost taken away by the police.

They were still shocked at what they had seen and heard, and they were even more curious about what was the relationship between Miss Schultz and Mr. Sterling, who came in person to fight with his sister for Miss Schultz.

And it seemed that their boss would not explain anything to them.

Savannah, held by Dylan, got into the elevator silently. As soon as the door closed, she woke up and took her hand out of his palm. She looked up at him.

"Did old Sterling promise Susan to send me to the police if you fail to find the evidence in a month?"

"Yes." Dylan looked at her, his eyes glowing.

"Why don't you tell me?" Savannah gasped.

"Does it make sense to tell you? It just makes you scared."

Savannah's heartbeat quickened. The heart wall she had built against him now seemed to melt...

"So… you've been searching for evidence to prove my innocence all month?" asked Savannah, trying to ignore the tumult of feelings inside her.

"Or else? What do you think I'm doing?" He raised his eyebrows and stepped closer to her.

In such an enclosed space, she could feel his breath soft against her face. She found herself blushing.

Her mood, which was originally clouded, now turned better.

He did not have a distrust of her. In fact, he had been helping her to find evidence...

But she thought…

"You thought I had been busy dating Abby." Dylan looked at her, squarely in the eye.

"You spoke to me in that way yesterday because you were jealous?"

"I'm not jealous!" Savannah quickly replied in a hurried manner.

"Oh? But I think you are." Dylan moved closer to her, leaning his arm upon the wall, and his nose almost touched hers.

Firmly prisoned against the wall of the elevator, she could not even step back. She avoided his piercing grey eyes and swallowed.

"You are wrong." She insisted.

Oh. She was still indomitable.

He put his long arms around her waist and pulled her into his arms. She was not the only one who felt uncomfortable. He wanted to find the evidence to prove her innocence, and he must pretend to be indifferent to her all this month. Even if he went back to Beverly Hills to see her, he would be greeted by her cold face, and he was unable to get close to her.

In spite of the camera in the elevator, he bent his head and tried to kiss her to release his lovesickness. Before he caught her lips, the little woman moaned and struggled slightly in his arms.

"What's up?" He frowned.

"My waist is not well." She murmured.

He remembered the bruise on her waist and released her.

The most important thing now was to help her to clear her name.

"Are you all right?" He gently pulled her over again and wanted to check her waist.

"I'm fine." She quickly avoided his hand.

"Let me see." He was still worried.

There was a monitoring camera in the elevator!

"I don't want to be seen…" Pointing to that camera in the corner of the elevator above them, she did not know whether to cry or laugh.

"What's there to worry about? Garwood will go to the control room to delete this section of surveillance. Nobody dares look!" Dylan said impatiently.

"But, I'm really okay…" Savannah was speechless.

Fortunately, the elevator door opened, and they got to the first floor.

Dylan paused, thought she should be okay, took her hand, and walked out of the elevator.

Garwood was already downstairs and got the car ready. He pulled open the car door, waiting for them.

"Get in." Dylan led her to the car and said.

"Do I have to go to the Sterling's house now? Have you really found the evidence?" Thinking of old Sterling's cold gaze at the hospital that day, Savannah was a little afraid.

"Just go with me. I'll talk about it later."

His steady gaze calmed her down. She bent over and got into the car.

Dylan got in after her. Then Garwood drove the car fast down the road.

In less than half an hour, they arrived at the Sterling's house.

Susan was just behind them. She got out of the car, snorted at Dylan and Savannah, and entered the villa first.

Cooper was surprised to see Dylan coming with Savannah. He looked at Susan and came to Dylan hurriedly.

"Sir, are you taking Miss Schultz in?"

"Sure."

"Sir, you know that old Sterling is not happy to see Miss Schultz now..." Cooper looked at Savannah awkwardly and lowered his voice.

Before Dylan could speak, Savannah took a deep breath and said, "Cooper, I'm here today to explain to old Sterling what happened that day. I didn't do that!"

Cooper sighed and eventually backed away.

When Dylan and Savannah went in, sure enough, Susan was complaining to old Sterling.

"Dad, you should hold justice. You promised me to send Savannah to the police station after a month. But when I called the police today, Dylan stopped them and chased them away! He wanted to cover up his dear love's crime. He did not obey your words! Your little grandson died for nothing? Dad... "

Susan sat on the couch next to old Sterling, sniffling and crying.

While Susan was always noble, elegant, and aggressive in front of outsiders, she changed her face in front of old Sterling. She knew how to please him and how to pretend to be weak.

Susan was really a double-sided woman.

Old Sterling knitted his eyebrows when his daughter cried. And his face turned even darker when he saw Dylan and Savannah coming in.

"Dylan, what do you mean? I told you we would send Savannah to the police if you can't prove her innocence in a month. Do you regret it now? You want to fight against the Sterling?"

"I'm here today to prove she's wrongly accused," Dylan said simply.

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Dearest Lovies,

Anna Shannel Lin