287 Chapter 287: My Father Isn’t Stupid

After the death of Dylan's mother, old Sterling moved to another room in the villa in order not to be drunk in the memories recalled by this room.

This bedroom had been left untouched since then.

Cooper introduced the two maids and followed them up to Savannah. They were the old loyal servants who had worked in the house for decades, Sophie and Emma. They used to be charged with the care of Susan and Dylan when they were young. What's more, old Sterling was going to employ two professional nurses good at taking care of pregnant women, and even a baby care specialist and a dietitian for Savannah. They would come in a few days.

"We haven't had enough time to prepare the necessities for you," added Cooper, "the driver will pick up your usual supplies from Beverly Hills first, and the maternal health products from the best supplier in European will be flown here within two days."

After Cooper finished, he turned and signed the two elderly maids, who immediately bowed to Savannah, "Miss Schultz."

Savannah gasped. It was more exaggerated than what Dylan did in Beverly Hills. She hesitated, "Cooper, can you please tell old Sterling, I don't like being served closely… I don't need any nurse, and Aunt Sophie and Aunt Emma don't have to look after me 24 hours per day. I'll feel nervous and uncomfortable, and the baby would be restless too. I'll call them when I need, okay?"

"Oh, well..." Cooper looked serious, "I'll talk to him."

Savannah breathed a sigh of relief.

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In the afternoon, while old Sterling was drinking coffee on the sofa, there came from the porch rapid footsteps of dissatisfaction and the servant's nervous voice, "Mr. Sterling…"

Old Sterling knew that Dylan would come, but he did not expect him to come so soon. After all, he had just had his wound sealed and didn't recover completely. He should be staying in the hospital instead of running about.

Thick bandages swathed Dylan's head, and he still looked pale and a little gaunt. His grey eyes were deep and cold, showing how unhappy he was. He threw off the support of the servant and walked straight to the sofa.

"Mr. Sterling, Miss Schultz's having a rest upstairs. Don't worry..." Cooper broke the embarrassment between the father and the son and said hurriedly.

Dylan ignored Cooper and his father, turned, and walked to the stairs.

"What are you doing?" old Sterling shouted behind him.

He stopped and didn't look back, "take her back."

"Yes, we have experienced servants and care workers here, and we'll take good care of Miss Schultz. The pregnant woman should live in a more comfortable place." Cooper added energetically.

"Thank you. But I don't think she has any inconvenience living in Beverly Hills," Dylan said dryly.

It's ridiculous that his woman pregnant with his child doesn't live with him!

The fire was an accident. It won't happen again.

Then he continued up the stairs.

Looking at his decisive back, old Sterling was so angry that he blurted out, "if you take Savannah away, I'll remove your title of the CEO!" As the former Chairman of the Board, old Sterling had this right.

He wouldn't give way to his son when it came to his first grandchild!

After Valerie's two pregnancies and two disappointments, he would not be able to absorb another heavy blow.

He would really be mad if his grandson had an accident this time.

Cooper broke out in cold sweat at his master's threat, and he began to worry about the relationship between the father and the son again. It couldn't grow cooler…

"Whatever you say," Dylan sneered, "I don't care."

When he went upstairs to the second floor, he saw a beautiful figure gawking at him on the landing.

Savannah was not sure if she had heard clearly the conversation between Dylan and old Sterling. Her heart was beating violently in her left chest, and she felt a little confused.

She did not expect he would personally come to Sterling's house for her before he made a full recovery. She was more surprised when he said he did not care about the position of the CEO.

Well, he made her pregnant to win old Sterling's favor so that his position could be secured in the group, wasn't it? What did he mean by saying he didn't care? Why did he act in direct contravention of his previous wish?

Dylan didn't know her mixed feelings. He walked over and took her hand, "go back with me."

She withdrew her hand and stepped back two steps. Looking at his bandaged head, Savannah wanted to laugh, but she didn't.

"What's wrong?" Dylan frowned.

"I'll live here," Savannah murmured, biting her lower lip.

"Are you afraid that my father will remove me from my post?" He looked grave.

She did not speak, but her uncertain eyes reflected her thought.

Although the little woman disobeyed him, she did not want to leave because she cared about him.

"Don't worry, he knew how much I value in Sterling's business," he said with a smirk of pride, "My father isn't that stupid. He was just scaring me."

He was not worried that old Sterling would really strip him of his rights, but the little woman was frightened.

She looked at his confident face, still worried, "but your father looked furious just now... Even if you aren't discharged from your post, your relationship will be more strained... And I don't think he will give up easily…"

Dylan reflected for a moment. That's true. Even if he took Savannah back to Beverly Hills today, his father might ask Cooper to drive her here tomorrow. What's more, Savannah would suffer a lot on the move.

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