Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 147 - 147: It’s Amazing

"Not enough. Keep going," Dylan's eyes narrowed fiercely.

The terrible slaps were heard again in the night, louder than before! Finally, Norah could not stand it.

"No... I dare not... I dare not... Sorry, I shouldn't have gone to Savannah today. I'm sorry... I don't dare to... anymore…"

Dylan signaled the bodyguard to stop, and then he looked at Norah, who had been slapped half to death.

"Next time, you will not be hit, but rather your tongue removed from your mouth."

Norah shuddered with terror.

Dylan motioned to the bodyguard again.

The bodyguard immediately released his hold of Norah and stepped back two steps.

Norah, whose face was all purple and swollen up with bruises, sighed with relief. She thought it was over. She was about to leave in pain when the bodyguard picked up a pot of paint and threw the paint at her!

She was doused with the paint from top to feet. Falling down on the ground, Norah wanted to cry, but her mouth was swollen, and her face was covered in paint.

"Don't waste every drop of paint. Empty all the paint over her before she can leave," With that, Dylan turned around to his car.

Garwood looked at the dozens of pots of paint on the floor and gasped for Norah.

It was ten o 'clock when Savannah got up the next morning.

Too much happened yesterday. She was so tired that she had been sound asleep.

Now she felt refreshed. She stretched herself, and her eyes fell on the computer.

The small green light on the screen showed that the computer was on.

Didn't she turn it off before going to bed yesterday?

She rubbed her eyes, got out of bed, and put on the slippers. She suddenly remembered something when she turned off her computer. Did he come last night?

She took a deep breath and looked at the game disc next to the computer. If he had been here, he would have seen the game disc that Kevin gazed at her. She ran out of the room and called down to Judy loudly,

"Judy, had Dylan been here last night?"

"No," Judy replied, following Dylan's order, shaking her head.

Savannah breathed a sigh of relief. He took Abby out yesterday, and he didn't have time to come here.

She must have forgotten to turn off the computer.

Returning to her room, she put the game disc under a magazine in a drawer. When she got dressed, her cell phone started ringing.

Kevin's name was on the screen.

"Hello? Kevin?" She answered breathlessly.

"Good morning, Savannah. Have you played the game?"

"Well, I've tried it, and I played it all night," She replied and quirked up the corners of her mouth. "It's amazing!"

"Really? You're just nice," Kevin said, smiling on his side of the phone.

"Really! I don't usually play games, but I am a little addicted now. I think it will be popular after the official launch. Not only boys but many girls will also like it," Savannah meant what she said.

"So, you like this game, too?" Kevin asked carefully.

"Well, of course. You called me early in the morning for this?" Savannah laughed.

"In that case, I would like to ask you to be the spokesperson for this game. I wonder if JK has the honor."

"Ah?" Savannah was stupefied. "I...You're asking me to be the spokesperson for Fairyland?"

"This game is going public soon, and we are looking for a spokesperson. The company used to invite superstars or internet celebrities, but this time, we want to find a fresh face. You've tried the game, and you know the game. What's more, you're a model, and the goddess Savannah in the game was created based on you. I don't think anyone is more suitable than you."

Savannah took a breath.

"Savannah, will you?" Kevin asked tentatively.

Savannah had never been a model in a game advertisement, but she liked the game. Seriously, she was very interested in it.

Previously, she would have refused Kevin. After all, Dylan would never allow her to advertise Kevin's game.

But now… She thought about the scene that Dylan and Abby were together in the hotel booth yesterday, taking a deep breath, and nodded over the phone.

"Yes, I will."

Now that Dylan limited her in his house while dating another woman, why should she give up her preferred job?

This game was Kevin's painstaking work, and it was also a gift to her. She didn't want to refuse him.

"Really?" Kevin couldn't believe she said yes so quickly.

"Yes. But you yourself said that your company used to hire well-known stars, so if I fail, you cannot blame me," Savannah quipped.

Kevin laughed.

Then they made an appointment to discuss the shooting at JK today. After hanging up, Savannah changed, picked up her handbag, and went downstairs.

Judy saw Savannah going out again, ran after her, and insisted, "Savannah, bring the bodyguard in case there will be another accident."

Savannah had to accept Judy's offer and let her call a bodyguard.

As before, Savannah kept the bodyguard a few meters behind her and took a taxi to JK.

The taxi drew up in front of JK's office building. Savannah was about to enter the building when she was stopped by the bodyguard who ran up to her from his car.

"Miss Schultz, are you going to JK?

"Yes."

"Mr. Sterling said that you are not allowed to come here."

Savannah paused and laughed with anger.

Could he date Abby and did not allow her to work for Kevin's company?

"I'm here today for work." Savannah calmed down.

"I know, but Mr. Sterling said…"

"Did Dylan ever tell you I'm not allowed to take a job?"

"No…" The bodyguard hesitated.

"That's good. It would be best if you waited for me downstairs, then," Savannah said as she turned toward the building, not allowing for anymore argument.

The bodyguard tried to stop Savannah in a hurry. "Miss Schultz, don't put me in a tough spot..."

"You want me to yell for help?" Savannah raised her eyes.

"What?!" The bodyguard blushed, "I did nothing to you, Miss Schultz!"

"It's not up to you, and it's up to me! Believe it or not, as soon as I yell for help, security will come up and take you to the police station. And Dylan won't spare you!" Even if Dylan now thought she was the murderer, he wouldn't let anyone take advantage of her.