Well, he didn't want her to meddle in Olivia's case. He didn't care about her friend at all! Whether Olivia was in a coma or awake was none of his business!
This man was always inconsiderate and heartless!
Dylan, however, ignored the sad look in her eyes. He wiped her mouth with the napkin, stood up, and said to old Sterling, "We've finished. We'll go back first."
With that, he held Savannah, who was unwilling to leave in this way, and went out of the house.
As soon as they left the villa, Savannah pulled out her hand from his. She didn't want to quarrel with him in front of old Sterling and Valerie, and now, with nobody around them, she complained, "Dylan, can't I even go to have a look at Olivia? She's finally awake! Why?"
"Why? You're pregnant and need to rest at this hour. The hospital isn't a good place for you. You might spend hours there. I said, no." Dylan's eyes darkened.
Savannah bit the lip and was about to say more when Dylan forcibly took her hand again, "if you say much, I won't let you go tomorrow."
Then she shut up and followed him into the car.
Well, just one more night!
Forget it!
After they left, the servant prepared dessert and fruit. Valerie sat down with old Sterling on the sofa, so absent-minded that she almost dropped the fruit several times.
Old Sterling thought Valerie was just tired. For fear that the baby in Valerie shall be tired too, he asked a driver to send Devin and Valerie back to Rosemount Villa.
Devin and Valerie got into the car, speechless, and they all looked off-color.
After they returned to Rosemount Villa and watched the driver driving away, Devin gave Valerie a fierce look, shouting, "now what? Savannah's friend woke up! Damn you! If your crime is disclosed, not only are you dead, I'll also be scolded and disgusted by grandpa!"
Valerie kept up her spirit, "no, Devin, don't worry, it won't happen!"
"No? When Savannah goes to the hospital tomorrow morning, her friend must tell her everything! Then they will go to the police to testify against you! It's all over by then!" The more Devin thought about this, the more miserable he felt. He looked at Valerie furiously and then kicked viciously against a tree.
"In any case," he said, "don't expect me to help you!"
With this, Devin strode into the villa. He had to figure out how to explain to his grandpa after Valerie's crime was exposed.
Valerie, left by Devin, stood alone in the cold night, clenching her fists in horror.
She remembered the time she was abandoned by Devin and driven to her parents' home. It seemed as if all her state was loneliness and forsakenness again.
After tomorrow morning, from the young mistress of the Sterling family, she would fall into a prisoner and became the laughing stock of the whole upper class!
No! She couldn't be given up by the Sterling family again!
She couldn't see Olivia wake up! She couldn't give Savannah the chance to ask Olivia tomorrow morning!
Valerie stiffened herself with clenched fists, and the killing intent was deeply engraved in her eyes.
* * *
The inpatient department of the hospital was silent in the middle of the night.
Everyone was deep asleep.
The nurses on duty outside the wards had nodded off over their desks.
As the elevator door opened with a single sound, a heavy figure stepped out, dodged the surveillance cameras, and headed for the ward at the end of the corridor.
The door of the ward was not locked. Valerie wrenched at the door-handle and then pushed the door in.
A slender woman was lying on the bed, covered by a white quilt.
At the side of the bed, the patient's name was on the name tag: Olivia.
It's a two-person ward, but for now, it was only occupied by Olivia.
"Don't blame me... blame yourself for being awake... If only you could just lie down like this forever..." Valerie's eyes contorted with a ghastly glow. She could not imagine that after Olivia woke up in the morning, her whole life would be ruined! Finally, Valerie didn't hesitate any longer. She grasped a pillow from another bed and moved forward quickly, pressing the pillow over Olivia's face with all her strength!
The one under the pillow moved.
Is she really awake? The cold sweat burst out upon Valerie's brow, and she increased the pressure on the pillow with the resolution to put the people to death!
All of a sudden, the person under the pillow turned over and jumped out of bed, and before Valerie could react, she was held by the wrist! With a clanging sound, the handcuffs were put on Valerie's wrists!
Valerie froze, and she stared at the woman in front of her with wide eyes. She was not Olivia, but a woman of Olivia's size!
Simultaneously, a group of people rushed in, and several uniformed police officers surrounded her.
"Mrs. Yontz, we are police from the city police department. We now suspect you of murder. You're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law," the woman said coldly.
* * *
News about Valerie's arrest reached Beverly Hills at sunrise.
Savannah did not recover for a long time when she heard what happened last night.
She couldn't wait to go to the hospital right away. Dylan didn't stop her this time and told Garwood to drive her there.
In fact, Valerie had been watching Olivia's state closely, so she had already found out where Olivia lived. Before she came to the hospital last night, Olivia was temporarily moved to another ward.
When Savannah arrived at the hospital, Olivia had been moved back to her original ward, where she lay still on the bed as usual.
Matt stood by the bed and looked at her. "The police called just now. They said that Valerie is in detention and she'll face a lawsuit soon. Thanks to Dylan! Otherwise, I don't know when I can find the killer."
Savannah never thought that all this was just a trap arranged by Dylan.
Olivia didn't wake up. The news she got last night was to bait Valerie to kill Olivia again.
She thought he didn't care about Olivia's case at all. In fact, he arranged everything to help her catch the killer.
But she kept sulking at him.
Savannah sighed and turned to Olivia on the bed, feeling a sense of loss.
Though it was a good thing to catch the murderer, Olivia didn't wake up. She felt disappointed at the vain pleasure.
If only Olivia woke up.