127 Chapter 127: The Girl Did Look Like His Stepmother

"How did you get down from the twenty-eighth floor?"

Savannah hesitated for a moment and replied, "I am the secretary of the owner. I'm here with him on business this time."

She didn't have to say that much to a stranger.

But maybe it was because this man had a strong show of affinity that she felt at ease when talking to him.

"Oh, you're Mr. Sterling's secretary."

She didn't expect the young man to know Dylan. "You know my boss?"

"Dylan Sterling is well-known in the business circle at home and abroad." The man raised his chin slightly and laughed.

Well, that's true... Savannah smiled.

"Since you are Mr. Sterling's secretary, you are from LA, too."

Savannah nodded.

"Well, no wonder you don't speak like the local people." The man grinned softly.

As they talked, the elevator stopped on the fifteenth floor. The young man nodded slightly at Savannah before he walked out of the elevator.

When the elevator door closed slowly, the young man was still standing at the door. He did not go back to his room for a long time.

The assistant, of course, knew what his young master was thinking.

"Master, this young lady looks really like Madame Rowe. I thought she might be a relative of Madame Rowe's."

Lionel Rowe was quiet for a moment. The girl did look like his stepmother, especially the softness in her eyes, which was exactly the same as his stepmother's. That's why he said a few more words to her.

Then he smiled, "Many people in this world look like each other. Besides, that girl isn't a native here. How could she get involved with my mother?"

That's right. The assistant nodded and said nothing more.

Savannah went downstairs and headed for the lobby.

It was still early in the morning, and there were no guests in the lobby.

In the brightly lit hall, a tall man was seated on a large off-white couch. With a notebook computer on his lap, he was checking his business mail absorbedly.

Erik and two other employees were waiting on Dylan behind him.

Hearing the familiar steps, Dylan raised his head and raised his eyebrows. "How did you take so long?"

His tone wasn't aggressive, but somehow she felt a little guilty, remembering the man she had met in the elevator.

Dylan was a typical tyrant and disallowed her contact with other men. If he knew she was chatting with a strange man in the elevator, he would change his face at once, right?

"What are you thinking about?" He frowned at her absent-minded manner.

Savannah came to her senses. "Nothing…It takes time for me to eat and wash."

Dylan then said nothing. He closed the notebook, stood up, and walked slowly to her.

She lowered her face, feeling his hot breath fanning her cheek. "Have you used them?" His voice was low enough for Savannah to hear.

Erik and other people, not far away from them, would only be thought they were talking about business.

Knowing what he meant, Savannah blushed. "I – uh – well… "

"The ones I bought for you, are they good or not?" He bought this kind of thing for the first time and didn't know which brand girls usually preferred, so he bought all the styles of each brand.

He bought those sanitary napkins himself! Savannah blushed, glancing at Erik and the others behind him. Fortunately, his subordinates did not hear him; otherwise, it's such a shame...

Oh, my god. Why was she here early in the morning talking with Dylan about sanitary napkins?

"Well, is there any business today? Another client? I am ready to go at any time," She immediately changed the subject.

Dylan narrowed his eyes. "We're going out today, but not going to see a client."

"Ah? Then what for... "

"Your reward."

Reward? Oh, yeah, she got the contract signed with Mr. Cooley yesterday.

Though she refused the reward, he always punished or rewarded people as they deserved.

"What reward? Where are we going?"

"You'll know soon enough," he turned and walked out of the hotel.

"Have a good day, Mr. Sterling." Erik and his subordinates bowed Dylan out of the hall.

Savannah was stunned for two seconds and had to run after him.

On Lincoln, Dylan started the engine and drove away with Savannah.

After twenty minutes' driving, they crossed large boulevards and came to a big flat park, which contained gardens, fountains, and artwork, including the large bronze warrior statues.

"Wow --" Looking out of the window, Savannah slightly exclaimed, and she knew they had arrived at Grant Park, "Chicago's Front Yard."

She grew up in LA and had lived in that city for twenty years. She had only traveled around LA and hadn't been to such a grand garden for a long time.

This is a wonderful place!

She didn't know why she had such a sense of familiarity with the city – she'd never been here before.

Savannah was delighted to be in the city and really wanted to go out somewhere.

She didn't expect he had read her mind and set aside a day to go out with her.

As the car slowly moved forward, she felt a little strange. Usually, such kind of scenic spots should be full of tourists, noisy, and crowded.

But today, why did she see just a few tourists?

She looked suspiciously at the man who was driving.

"I've closed the whole place," He replied, as though reading her mind, "Today, only you and me."

Wait a minute, booked the whole place?

Just him and her?

Savannah was jaw-droppingly stunning.

She wouldn't be surprised if he rented a whole restaurant or booked a theater to see a movie.

But, closing a scenic destination? That was exactly the type of over-the-top thing for Dylan Sterling to do.

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