224 Chapter 224: Was He Fooled?

In the evening, Dylan went straight back to the Sterling's house after finishing his work in the company. When he went upstairs to his bedroom, he found it empty.

He waited in the room for a long time, but Savannah was still nowhere to see. He frowned and called a servant in.

"Where's Miss Schultz?"

The servant looked surprised and answered, "Miss Schultz has gone to bed after she talked with Mr. Sterling."

What the hell? Gone to bed? Where?

Was he fooled?

"Who told her to move to another room?" Dylan got up angrily, his voice freezing.

The servant sensed his fury and replied carefully, "Miss Schultz said that she would live in the small study next to Mr. Sterling's bedroom for the next few days, which would be convenient for her to take care of him. And she could respond to his urgent need in time. Before you came back, sir, Miss Schultz had me cleaned up the room and moved in."

Damn it! Move into the study before he came back?

Did the little woman think of herself as old Sterling's personal nurse?

Dylan strode to the study next to old Sterling's bedroom with an angry face and opened the door widely.

Savannah was happily lying in the temporary bed, reading novels through her mobile phone.

Before she could react, Dylan rushed in and pulled her out of the covers. His expressionless face made Savannah shudder slightly.

"You… you're back... It's late, why don't you go to bed?" Savannah collected herself and pretended nothing had happened.

"Who told you to move here?" Dylan kept back his anger.

"I think the main purpose of our staying here is to take care of your father... I will just live next door to his bedroom so that he can call me more easily and I can take better care of him."

"Have you reported to me in advance?"

"I told you now."

"Good," Dylan said sardonically, "you've learned how to act first and report afterward."

Just then, the cough of old Sterling sounded in the next room.

Savannah jumped to her feet and took the opportunity, "it's late, you should return to your room and have a rest... I'll see if the old Sterling wants some water." Then she rushed out of the study.

Dylan's face turned black as he watched the woman take the opportunity to escape.

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During the days in the Sterling's house, Savannah perfectly avoided sharing the same room with Dylan by the name of taking care of old Sterling.

Fortunately, Dylan had been busy with the Tallest-building project recently and came back late every day. He had no time to pick on her.

That evening, Savannah prepared the medicine in the kitchen and was ready to carry it upstairs in person.

She frowned. Devin was coming.

Since Henley and Susan divorced, Devin hadn't been seen in a while. Susan was sent to a mental hospital, he must be busy dealing with these home affairs.

Now old Sterling got sick, and as his grandson, Devin, was sure to come to see him.

It was too late to avoid him.

Devin narrowed his eyes when he saw her, and then he motioned to the servants to leave. "I'll go upstairs to see my grandpa myself."

The servants nodded and left.

Savannah was going to leave with them when Devin quickly stepped in front of her, blocking the way, and his mouth widened slightly with the ghost of a superior "Hm!"

She looked at Devin. He lost a lot of weight and looked pale and haggard as if he had had some kind of illness.

"Savannah, my family is broken because of you! Are you satisfied now?" Devin said through his gritted teeth.

"Because of me?" Savannah frowned, feeling his words ridiculous.

"Didn't you? Because of you, my father abandoned my mother and divorced her; because of you, my mother's gone mad!" Devin's eyes blazed with anger at the thought of what had happened to his family recently.

This was an unlucky year. Valerie lost the baby, and he lost his weight to please his grandfather.

Then he got a venereal disease and might never have his own children.

Now, his parents were divorced, and his mother became insane!

"Devin, you and your mother can always blame others for your own faults. You'll never realize your problems and mistakes." Savannah almost laughed in anger.

"Savannah, don't be so smug. Do you think that you and my uncle will have a stable position in the Sterling family after breaking my mother down? Do you think that you'll be the hostess of the house after living here and keeping my grandfather accompany? Don't dream!" Devin sneered.

Savannah looked at him coldly. Why doesn't Devin have the genes that carry that genetic disease? Heaven has no eyes!

She took two steps forward with the hot decoction in her hands, getting close to him.

Devin was surprised by her sudden approach. "What are you doing?"

He asked as he stood back at her blazing eyes.

Suddenly, Savannah relaxed her grip, and the hot decoction fell on Devin's instep with a crash!

This bowl of medicine soup had just come out of the oven, boiling hot. Savannah carried it with heat-protective gloves just now. When it was all dropped and splashed on Devin's feet, one could imagine how he felt.

"Ah --" Devin cried in a low voice and almost jumped up with his ankle in his arms. It seemed that a piece of flesh was burning under his trousers.

"Oh, sorry, my hand slipped." Savannah clapped her hands and took two steps back. "Do you need to wipe your feet before seeing your grandpa?"

"Dame you! Fuck!" Devin was frantic with anger, but he knew that the purpose of his visit today was to see his grandpa, not to make trouble. If grandpa knew about their conversation, he would have trouble. So he just shot a sharp at her before going upstairs.

Savannah looked at his back and heaved a sigh of relief. She turned around and was about to go to the kitchen to re-prepare the medicine when she saw Dylan standing a few steps in front of her. Surprised, she stammered, "How…how do you get back so early today?"

"How else can I see this?" Dylan's thin lips lifted slightly as he walked slowly to her, his eyes full of approval. "Good, you become tougher and know how to fight back."

Then he lowered his head to her ear, "but remember, be tough to other men only, not to me."

Savannah's ear burned by his breathing, and her face turned hot. "Hmm. I should cook medicine for old Sterling now..." She murmured and was about to walk around him towards the kitchen when he stopped her and picked her up in his arms.

"No hurry. Devin went upstairs, and he'll at least spend an hour with dad." He took her in his arms and strode upstairs.