115 Chapter 115: She Sincerely Mean I

She never thought that Savannah had such a prominent place in Mr. Sterling's mind. A single quarrel could not shake Savannah's position at all!

Miller looked guiltily at Savannah, full of regrets. If she had known this beforehand, she would not have been so provocative to spite Savannah!

"The secretary represents the company's image," Savannah said dryly. "and the chief secretary is more of a spokesman for her boss. I don't think she should stay in the group any longer. She will only damage your reputation." Did he expect her to plead for Miller again?

Miller clenched her fists and turned purple.

"The reason is sound. Did you hear that?" Dylan looked at Miller.

"Mr. Sterling, I'm not convinced! I'm just in business! You cannot fire me for this; the public will know I have been wronged!" Miller gritted her teeth. It was so distasteful.

"Then, I add another reason. You told Abby the time of my trip without permission so that she can come to the company to find me. You accepted bribes from Abby. Do you still feel vindicated?" Dylan said coldly.

Miller gasped, not expecting Mr. Sterling to find out her helping Abby secretly.

"Do you want to be taken out like that security guard?" The temperature of his voice had dropped several degrees.

Miller's look became stormy. She knew it was really beyond redemption this time because Savannah demanded.

She asked Mr. Sterling to fire her.

Miller felt she was heading for her doom herself. With a woeful look, she had to go back to her seat and began to pick up her things.

Savannah said nothing when seeing the look of confusion and pain on Miller's face. She might have felt pitiful for her the first time, but now she felt no sympathy at all.

But...

Dylan fired two people for her, one of them the chief secretary?

"What are you staring at? Didn't you come to see me?" Dylan looked at the stunned Savannah and walked into his office.

Savannah quickly followed him into the room.

The door was closed. The environment was much quieter, so she became nervous.

"What did you want to see me about?" He sat on the leather sofa with his legs crossed.

Savannah pursed her lips. After the mess, she almost forgot what she had come for. "I wanted to ask you…all the arrangements…free hospitalization and free operation for Alban's mother…and the unexpected new jobs for uncle Alban, Baker and Chuck…are these all arranged by you?"

She didn't think their sudden change of luck would be so coincidental.

"Don't you always call me brute and bastard? I'm flattered that you learned this so soon." Dylan laughed with his hands crossed on his knees.

All these were arranged by him.

She couldn't believe Dylan would do good.

He wasn't gonna give her another significant move, was he?

Well, she'd better not be happy so soon.

Dylan threw a meaningful look at Savannah,

"Because my little pet is really disobedient."

He racked his brain to free her from hard work.

Since the three old workers lost their jobs, he was afraid the little woman would take any role to earn more money.

So, he asked Garwood to contact a good factory and arranged suitable jobs for the three.

He called the director of the hospital where Alban's mother lived and paid the entire medical and hospitalization expenses, asking the hospital to treat Alban's mother "for free."

Savannah blushed, although the "pet" in his remark referred to her, she did not feel uncomfortable this time. Inside her, there was no feeling of aversion, but a feeling of warmth. She twisted her fingers, "I don't understand, why didn't you let them go back to the Schultz's factory?"

"The Schultz's factory is now managed by your uncle. I believe you know it's the operating situation. Your uncle is much less competent than your father, and the factory would have been closed down if it were not for the good foundation and contacts left by your father. The welfare and the pay, I guess, is not too good. I'm sure you'd like your uncles to have a better life. Their present work is much better than the previous one. Of course, if you want those three older workers back to the Schultz's factory, that's fine." He said softly, rubbing his chin as if he was thinking about this idea.

"Don't bother… just as you said." Savannah didn't expect him to be so thoughtful and so considerate.

He not only got her three uncles back to work but also found a better place for them.

His arrangement wasn't just perfunctory. He really knew what was on her mind.

"I know, in the factory, several workers were your father's loyal subordinates, such as your uncle, Lee. If they don't want to work in the Schultz's factory anymore, you can ask them at the factory where Alban stays. Garwood had notified the boss of the factory in advance, and it's no problem to arrange more people."

She hummed, and after a moment, a whispered word escaped her slightly parted lips, "Thank you. Besides, lunch today, it's delicious."

Dylan's eyes flared momentarily in surprise. It was the first time the little woman thanked him in such a soft voice. She sincerely meant it.

Savannah's face burned. She could not meet his eyes and almost regretted it at once.

It was okay for her to thank him for Alban, but why thank him for cooking?

It reminded him of what they did yesterday.

With her head down, Savannah was about to leave the office when behind her came a low and husky voice, "Wait."

"Anything else?" Savannah turned and looked at him.

Dylan stood up, walking naturally, long-legged, and gracefully to her side and bent his face down close to hers. He whispered,

"You just say 'thank you' and leave?"

Her breathing accelerated as her heart skipped a beat.

"What do you want?" Her heart was thumping.