After a while, Kevin said, "I'll take you down. You look pale,"
Savannah feared that her rejection would arouse suspicion, so she nodded. What's more, if she really fainted in the elevator, Dylan would never allow her to go out again.
They took the elevator down together.
Just as they walked out of the building, Savannah felt a pair of burning eyes staring at her. She quivered unconsciously, raising her head, and saw a silver-gray Bentley parking under a tree over the road.
The car looked familiar. It's one of Dylan's cars.
A tall and slim figure stood beside the car door, glaring at her with cold eyes.
Savannah was struck dumb; she did not expect Dylan would personally come to JK to pick her up.
No. Obviously, he came to supervise her, in case she and Kevin were too close to each other, right?!
She didn't know what he was thinking when she saw them walking out together.
Bad luck.
While she was still considering how she should carry off the situation, Dylan strode across the street and walked towards her. The displeasure on his face was more obvious when he faced her. Before Savannah knew, he quickly pulled her closer to him and darted a hostile glance at Kevin.
"It's so kind of you to send Savannah out, Mr. Wills." His tone was too polite and quiet.
Kevin had experienced Dylan's possessive attitude towards Savannah, and he did not want to make Savannah embarrassed. "Savannah was a little dizzy after taking photos, so I sent her downstairs. Nice to see you coming, Mr. Sterling." Then he turned to Savannah. "I go upstairs first, and... I'll take care of that."
Savannah knew that Kevin meant Olivia's case. She nodded, with a wave of her hand, "okay, see you, Kevin, brother."
Then she sighed with relief. Every time the two men met, she would be nervous.
After Kevin walked into the building and disappeared behind the glass door, Savannah turned around and saw Dylan staring at her with steely eyes.
"W…what's up?" she stammered.
Was he displeased that Kevin walked her down the stairs?
Dylan took two steps closer, looking down at her, and tilted her head up. "I said you couldn't work in this situation. Dizzy? Let's go to the hospital."
Savannah was relieved. He was not angry. "No," she said, "I just had a little bit of hypoglycemia, and I'm fine now."
"Be good," Dylan frowned, if he had known she was so weak, he wouldn't have let her go to work today.
"Don't bother. I'm really fine. Didn't Jacob say that pregnant women shouldn't always go to the hospital? I'll go when I feel sick again." Savannah said helplessly.
Dylan studied her face, and she looked good now.
"What did Kevin mean by saying he would take care of that?" Dylan suddenly asked.
"Nothing. Just about work. Let's go back! I'm hungry!" Savannah said calmly and walked to his car.
Dylan said nothing more. He took her hand and got in the Bentley.
* * *
A few days later, Savannah received a phone call from Kevin.
Kevin had sent someone to check on the movements of Valerie before she got pregnant.
Before Valerie was taken back to Devin's house, she went to a bar one day and had a fight with a barmaid named Monica, who seemed to have an affair with Devin. Of course, Valerie quarreled with Monica, calling her shameless, but she had not gone well and was beaten up by that Monica.
Savannah organized her thoughts.
According to Valerie's pregnancy month, she should have gotten pregnant just after having an argument with Monica.
Maybe… from Monica, she could track down the real father of Valerie's baby?
"Kevin brother, thank you. I got it." Savannah breathed a sigh of relief and felt one step closer to the truth.
"Savannah, what do you have in mind? Will you go to Monica?" Kevin knew her personality too well.
Savannah didn't hide her thoughts from Kevin, "well, I'm going to ask Monica for more information and see if I can find out the man who made Valerie pregnant."
Kevin was a bit uneasy, "Savannah, that barmaid is not simple, and you'd better not go there alone. What's more, I think the man who has an affair with your cousin is not a good egg. It's not safe for you to find him alone. Does Dylan know? Haven't you told him yet?"
"It's okay, Kevin. Don't worry." How could she say that to Dylan? If he knew it, he would stop her immediately!
"That's it. Thank you, Kevin brother. Bye!" said Savannah, before Kevin could offer more advice.
She hung up the phone and walked down the stairs.
"Judy, I'm a little bored. Would you mind going for a walk with me?" Savannah said to Judy sweetly.
These days, she behaved very well in front of Dylan. At least, she didn't cry to abort the baby.
Besides, she was a little weak after being grounded a few days, so Dylan was not that strict with her now.
If she wanted to go out, it was okay as long as Judy or the bodyguards were beside her.
Judy called the driver and accompanied her out of the villa.
Some bodyguards were also following behind them in another car.
Savannah asked the driver to go to a park not far away from the bar Monica was working.
"Judy, I'm a little thirsty," said Savannah when they almost arrived at the park.
"Fine, let's stop here," Judy said to the driver, "I saw a café across the street."
After the driver pulled the car, Judy and Savannah got off. Behind them, the bodyguards also climbed out of their car.
Glancing back at the bodyguards, Savannah frowned. She couldn't let them follow her, otherwise, it would be difficult for her to sneak into the bar.
"Judy, let's have a drink in the café," Savannah gently shook Judy's hand, "I don't want them to follow us. They make me uneasy!"