Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 273 - 273: Do You Want More

"Sorry, Mrs. Yontz. I can't reveal my client's information, or I might complain." Sarah didn't dare to offend Mr. Sterling.

Valerie was now treated by everyone with indulgence, and the whole Sterling family obeyed her without question. No one dared refuse her request. Valerie rolled her eyes and said lazily, "If you don't tell me, I won't give you triple wages."

"Mrs. Yontz, how could you..." Sarah was surprised to see Valerie break her promise because of this.

"It's just a verbal agreement. We haven't made a deal yet." Valerie sniffed, making an affectation of indifference.

Apart from curiosity, Valerie was also jealous of the woman who had been served by the senior nurse before her, so she was determined to know who that woman was.

Who else could be more precious than the future young mistress of the Sterling family?

"But…" Sarah hesitated.

"I won't force you to. Since you don't want to," Valerie turned to a maid beside her, "see our guest off –"

"No, I say!" Sarah looked a little worried, "actually... Mrs. Yontz, you also know my previous client..."

"Do I? Who?" Valerie rose from the sofa, feeling more curious.

"Dylan Sterling," Sarah said timidly.

Valerie's eyes popped in surprise, and she had a bad foreboding, "who's that pregnant woman?"

No, it couldn't be...

Unsurprisingly, Sarah lowered her voice, "she's Miss Schultz, who lived in Beverly Hills. I heard that...she's your cousin."

Valerie goggled her eyes at Sarah in disbelief. "Is Savannah pregnant?"

"Yes, she's three months pregnant," Sarah said with great assurance.

Valerie clenched her fists with an evident mixture of feeling, and her heart was pounding so loudly.

She had been wondering who hired Sarah before her. It turned out to be Dylan.

Savannah…that little bitch, she's pregnant? More than three months?!

Could it be… Savannah fainted at Sterling's house that night because she had a baby?

No wonder she didn't go to see old Sterling for so long. Dylan protected her in Beverly Hills, and he even refused to let her go out when old Sterling asked her to have dinner.

Valerie was full of envy, jealousy, and agitation.

But more importantly... She was frightened.

She had been consoling herself that even if old Sterling liked Savannah, it was not certain that she could marry Dylan.

But now it was different.

Savannah was pregnant! In her tummy was the real grandchild of old Sterling, and she had a great chance to marry into the Sterling family now.

It seemed that Dylan had not told old Sterling about her pregnancy yet. No one in the Sterling family knew it now.

But once old Sterling knew, all his attention would surely be put on Savannah and her baby!

Thinking of this, Valerie's face fell and looked gloomier and distorted, her hands tightly clenched. A thousand thoughts flashed through her mind, and she found it impossible to think calmly now.

"Mrs. Yontz?" Seeing Valerie's pale face, Sarah gave a quiet cry.

Valerie recovered her senses and looked at Sarah gravely, "don't tell anyone about Savannah's pregnancy, and don't tell anyone that you mentioned it to me. Remember, I hadn't asked you anything today. I don't know anything about it."

"Okay..." replied Sarah meekly.

Valerie sent a servant for Sarah's living arrangement and then went upstairs to her room.

After lying on her bed for a long time, she couldn't settle down but became more and more anxious.

Savannah's pregnancy would not be kept a secret for a long time, and old Sterling would know it sooner or later.

At that time, her position in the Sterling family would have a disastrous decline! Savannah would marry Dylan, and she had to call her aunt… Valerie worked herself into a temper as she thought about it.

No! She could never let that day come!

Valerie got up from the bed. She took out the note Mike had given to her, on which there was a phone number in addition to the bank account. She pulled out her cell phone and dialed the number.

"Hello?" Mike's voice was harsh, and it sounded that he was in the bar again.

"It's me." Valerie swallowed her disgust.

"Oh, Mrs. Yontz?" Mike smiled wickedly.

"Have you received the money?"

"Got it. Mrs. Yontz, thanks for your generosity." Mike laughed.

"Do you want more?" Valerie's voice was cold.

"What do you mean?"

"If you do one thing for me, I'll give you another two hundred thousand."

"Really?" Mike's breathing was noticeably short, "what do you want me to do?"

"The woman who asked you about me that day is pregnant, isn't she?"

Mike paused and said, "Yes, that's right... What do you want?"

"Abort her baby," said Valerie fiercely.

Mike was amazed. He thought about it for a long time and said, with reluctance, "no... the girl's man seems to be very strong, I even didn't touch her but was beaten half to death that night! If she miscarries because of me, I will be killed!"

"Yes, the man has a strong background," Valerie smiled coldly, "but the girl is only his mistress, and she's not that important for him. The baby in her belly is only an illegitimate child. I dare to assure you, you'll be fine after the woman miscarries. Otherwise, how dare I let you go to do this? Am I not afraid of trouble?" Valerie urged.

"But..." Mike remained undecided.

Valerie continued tempting him, "how many hundreds of thousand can you make in a lifetime? You really don't want it?"

Mike finally gave in to the temptation, but he bargained shrewdly, "no, two hundred thousand is not enough for me to take the risk to offend people with such a powerful background. At least five hundred thousand! Yes, five hundred thousand, and I'll help you find a way to abort her child!"

Any fool could see Valerie's intolerance of that unborn child.

She could afford five hundred thousand!

He had regretted asking only one hundred thousand from her.

Valerie gnashed her teeth. This damned gangster was really greedy and pushed his luck! But now that she had told him her plan, she could not take the words back anymore. What's more, besides Mike, she did not know any other gangster. Finally, she made a decision, "deal!"

Five hundred thousand dollars was fine. Old Sterling and Devin had given her some jewelry, and it should be no problem to get enough money after selling them.

After she gave birth to her baby, she would have a higher position in the family for the sake of old Sterling's great-grandchild! She didn't need to worry about money at that time! Five hundred thousand was nothing!

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On the weekend

In the evening, old Sterling sent a driver to pick up Valerie and Devin to Sterling's house.

As they entered the living room, Valerie saw a delicate and familiar figure sitting on the sofa, talking and laughing with old Sterling.

Savannah was here too.