312 Chapter 312: What The Hell Is This Guy Doing?

In the CEO's office, Dylan leaned back on the leather chair, reading the documents. A pale gleam of the setting sun fell upon his back through the window behind him.

It was the end of the workday, but Dylan was still busy with his work.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Garwood came in.

The CEO's eyes were still fixed on the business plan in his hand.

Garwood sighed and slightly shook his head.

After Mr. Sterling came back from Royal Villa with Miss Schultz that night, old Sterling told him not to disturb Miss Schultz and kicked him out… Then he never went back to Sterling's house or Beverly Hills. Thinking of this, Garwood was tempted to laugh, then supposed he had better not. 

Garwood cleaned his throat and said, "Mister Sterling called and asked if you'd like to go back to have dinner together tonight."

"I'm not free tonight." Dylan slightly lifted his head, but his face remained expressionless.

For fear that he might annoy Savannah, his father kept him away from her and asked him not to go back these days. Why did he ask him to go back today?

He was not on call at all time, okay? He still wanted to keep his face!

What's more, the little woman was still angry with him. Even if he went back, she would not listen to him or talk to him and would give him the cold shoulder as she always did.

Maybe it was better for him to see her when she straightened out her thinking.

Garwood laughed in his sleeve. He clearly saw the excitement in Mr. Sterling's eyes. Then he lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Sir, Mister Sterling said you'd better go today, or... you'll regret it."

"What do you mean?" Dylan finally lifted his handsome face from the pile of papers, frowning.

"Mister Sterling said that Mr. Rowe had sent lots of gifts to Miss Schultz recently. What's more, he'll pay a personal visit to Sterling's house this evening. Probably he means to see Miss Schultz especially." Garwood said with exaggeration.

The business plan slipped out of Dylan's fingers.

What? Lionel has been giving gifts to Savannah these days?

What the hell is this guy doing?

In Royal Villa, he showed great interest in his woman, and now he even chased her to Sterling's house?

Does Lionel completely ignore him, the father of the baby in Savannah? Shit!

"Didn't my father refuse him? How could he allow Savannah to receive gifts from Lionel? Is the Sterling family short of these things?" Dylan's face darkened.

"As Mister Sterling said, these gifts are for Miss Schultz, not for him. He had no right to refuse Mr. Rowe in place of Miss Schultz." Garwood repeated what old Sterling said.

Dylan sneered, "then why not refuse Lionel's visit?"

As Dylan frowned on his father's behavior, Garwood felt a little funny and could guess what old Sterling was thinking about. Lionel was a gentleman, and he was not supposed to really have ill intention on Miss Schultz. Maybe old Sterling just wanted to end the war between Miss Schultz and Dylan and encourage his son to marry Miss Schultz or at least claim her as his fiancée.

"According to Mister Sterling," Garwood continued, "the Rowe family is a good friend of the Sterling family, and our companies also have connections with each other. Now the young master of the Rowe family takes the initiative to call on him, it's not good to say no."

Holy shit!

Frustrated, Dylan waved his long arm and flipped the document in front of him.

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Night fell. Savannah went downstairs to dinner.

In the living room, she was surprised to see a familiar figure sitting next to old Sterling on the sofa.

Lionel came.

"Miss Schultz, nice to see you again." Lionel smiled his usual gentle smile at Savannah.

Savannah smiled back, a little nervous, "Mr. Rowe, good evening."

"Don't stand there, come over. Time for dinner." Old Sterling stood up and motioned Savannah to come with them.

They slowly walked into the dining-room and sat at the table.

After the servant laid the table and served the sweet soup, old Sterling smiled kindly at Lionel, "Lionel, you should have let me know your arrival two or three days in advance so that we can prepare a bigger meal for you."

"You're so kind, uncle Sterling. I come to see you, not to disturb you." Lionel laughed.

Old Sterling also smiled, half-joking, "see me? Or see Savannah?"

Savannah was sipping the sweet soup when she heard her name. She reacted, choked on the soup, and began to cough. Old Sterling was questioning Lionel's purpose!

However, Lionel looked calm, his smile still perfect, "well, I come to say hello to Savannah, by the way."

Savannah just swallowed the soup and almost coughed again. Lionel did dare to say so...

She was anyway Dylan's woman. He had been sending gifts to her these days, and he still showed great interest in her when he called on old Sterling today.

Even if old Sterling and Dylan had a bad relationship, old Sterling by no way would allow another man to sneak up on his son's woman.

Old Sterling showed no displeasure on his face, but his tone was meaningful, "it seems that you're very concerned about our Savannah. Ah, Dylan's not here. As his father, I would like to say thank you for him."

This declared that Savannah belonged to the Sterling family and warned Lionel not to harbor any thoughts about her.

Lionel, of course, understood the warning from old Sterling's indifferent tone.

"Uncle Sterling, you're most welcome," Lionel smiled and said mildly," Miss Schultz is Dylan's woman and pregnant with his baby. She's now a part of the Sterling family. The Rowe family has always had a good relationship with your family, so it's natural for me to care about her."