262 Chapter 262: There Must Someone To Take The Responsibility

Not a single word was uttered along their way to Beverly Hills.

Dylan unbuckled her and lifted her out of the car, marching into the villa as he shouted, "Judy! Garwood!"

Savannah looked at him in surprise, but before she could say anything, she was pressed on the sofa to sit down.

Judy and Garwood came over and stood in front of Dylan, a little nervous. "Mr. Sterling."

Savannah looked at ice-faced Dylan and asked, "what do you want to do?"

"You don't think you're wrong? Well, it's either your fault or someone else's. There must be someone to take responsibility for it." Dylan turned and looked at Judy and Garwood coldly. "I asked you to take care of Miss Schultz, but you let her be taken to the Sterling's house without my permission. What if she had an accident?"

Judy and Garwood looked at each other, took a breath, and bowed, "it's our fault, and we are willing to take the punishment."

"Judy, you go to clean up the swimming pool and the garden today. As for Garwood, you know what you should do." Dylan gave his order and then sat down beside Savannah.

Garwood gritted his teeth, raised his hand, and flung it in his face without the slightest hesitation.

Savannah stayed for a moment and shouted out when she saw Judy hanging her head and going outside the villa.

"Wait a minute!"

The swimming pool and the garden behind the villa were so big that at least three or four servants could finish cleaning them in a day.

Judy was not young, finishing the cleaning in one day would cost half of her life!

"They should be punished for their mistakes. What do you want to say? Do you want them to take a heavier punishment?" Dylan looked at her coldly.

"It's alright, Savannah." Judy shook her head at Savannah and turned to leave, while Garwood's cheek began to swell with red marks.

Savannah got very worried. She could only turn to Dylan, "It's my fault! I should not go to the Sterling's house without telling you in advance and should not accompany old Sterling to the mental asylum, okay?"

Didn't the man do this to force her to admit she was wrong?

Well! She admitted she was wrong! Enough?

In order to let her submit to his control and make her dare not run again, he could be so cruel to his old subordinates!

Dylan's face relaxed a bit.

"I said I was wrong. What more do you want? Let Garwood stop! Punish me!" Savannah took a deep breath, and she also had the confidence that he wouldn't really punish her. He just wanted her to admit her fault.

"All go back." Dylan waved.

Garwood, covering his swollen face, left with Judy.

"Don't do it again. Otherwise, you're not allowed to visit your best friend again. Everyone around you will be punished because of your mistakes." Dylan lifted her chin, making her look into his eyes as he gave her his warning.

She thought that she could get away with it when pregnant? He had his way to make her compromise.

Savannah bit her lip and nodded, "I know."

"You've had enough today. Go upstairs and have a rest." Dylan glanced at her belly as he gave the order.

Savannah paused. In fact, there's another thing...

She opened her mouth and was ready to tell Dylan about what she overheard from Susan, but then she swallowed it.

He didn't allow her to look into Olivia's case. If she told him her guess, he would watch her more closely in order to prevent her from investigating the case.

She'd better keep silent so that she could continue her private investigation.

However, though she could go out and have more freedom now, it was difficult for her to do more investigation with a lot of people following her...

Perhaps, she could ask another person for help…

Kevin brother!

"Dylan," she said, "I have another thing."

Dylan looked at the little woman coldly, thinking whether he had been too indulgent to her. "Say it."

"I still have some work as the spokesperson for Fairy World. Could I go to JK tomorrow?" Savannah gazed at him.

She had to talk to Kevin face-to-face.

But now that she's pregnant, she didn't know if Dylan would let her go.

Sure enough, Dylan immediately refused, "I've told JK that you're not convenient these days. You don't need to care about the endorsement."

"I know, but there's something wrong with one of the photos, and it needs to be retaken. It's an emergency, and I have to go. Don't worry, it won't be too troublesome. It can be done in one or two hours at most. I won't be very tired, and it won't affect... the baby." She said earnestly.

Dylan's face relaxed a little, but his tone was still decisive, "is that picture so important? Even so, they can use technical means to retouch the picture. In short, there must be other ways, you don't need to go in person. If you have any problem, I'll tell them myself."

"I'm the spokesperson! What will JK think of me if I refuse to do my work? Playing big before I become famous? My career in the model circle will be affected too! Dylan, you said you would help me with my work. Now you're holding me back!" Savannah said anxiously.

"Everything has to give way in front of the baby," Dylan replied dryly.

She had not been pregnant before, and now she was with his baby. Neither her work nor her career was more important than the baby.

Savannah gritted her teeth, but she knew she could not get tough against him. Clenching her fist, she looked eagerly at him with her large liquid eyes, "Dylan, please... Just two hours tomorrow. Even a prisoner will have two hours rest every day."

Dylan remembered the days when she had been shut in the bedroom with the window sealed.

Jacob had warned that she should be relaxed and have a good mood recently; otherwise, the depression during pregnancy would worsen.

He looked at her and finally said, "Kevin informed you?"

"Yes." She nodded.

He took out his cell phone and dialed Kevin.

Savannah's heart flew into her mouth, "What are you doing?"