Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 395 - 395: I Won’t Agree With Your Resignation

She was a little regretted about her impulsive decision.

But she couldn't take the letter of resignation back, could she?

The letter might be lying on the desk in the personnel manager's office by now.

Savannah forced a laugh and said, "why don't you go eat first? I'll find you in the staff canteen when I'm finished."

Fiona nodded and left first.

Savannah was about to continue her work in the quiet office when a secretary came up to her. "Savannah, Mr. Sterling asked you to come to his office."

That man... came here again? Savannah shook with unspeakable fear.

What did he come to do? It was not about her quitting, was it?

She wanted to refuse. She really did not want to stay with him alone in the same room, but one day she did not resign, she was still his subordinate, the smallest and insignificant employee... It was hard to say no to the big boss. And she wanted to quit, not because she did something wrong. There was nothing to hide. Finally, she got up and headed for the elevator.

The elevator reached the top floor quickly.

Taking a deep breath, Savannah stepped out of the elevator unflinchingly and came to the most luxurious office she had ever seen. She knocked on the door quietly.

"Come in." A deep man's voice came from the office.

Savannah pushed the door in.

Dylan, in a grey suit, was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands behind his back. He slowly turned and looked at her.

Different from his gentle appearance in the kindergarten, the man had regained his kinglike overbearing looking in the company.

"Mr. Sterling, what do you want to see me for?" Savannah calmed herself and asked.

Dylan picked up a letter from his desk, strode to her, and threw it on the coffee table in front of her.

"Take it back."

Savannah glanced at the cover of the letter, and sure enough, it was the resignation letter that she had handed to Jenkins in the morning.

"Mr. Sterling, do you have to have a finger in the resignation of a small employee?" she chuckled dryly.

He could hear the disapproval and sarcasm in her voice, but he was not annoyed.

"The company is mine. You are mine, too. I can have a finger in everything about the company, including you."

You are mine, too. These words made Savannah blushed. She thought of what he did in his car yesterday, and her decision to quit was more confirmed.

"What if I have to resign?"

Even if he was powerful, he could not decide whether his employees were going to leave or stay.

Besides, she was still on probation. It was easier to go.

"Give me your reasons." Dylan fixed his eyes at the little woman. Did she want to leave him again? It was not that easy.

The reason? She was too shy to say!

Savannah bit her lip and found an excuse.

"My ex-fiancé, Devin, is your nephew. It's too embarrassing if my colleagues know our relations later. So I decided to resign."

"I don't think it's a reason." He didn't buy her lame excuse.

"Why?" Her eyes widened.

"Didn't you just say that? He's an ex-fiancé. Your relationship with my nephew no longer exists. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. What's more, I have so many companies under the Sterling group, it's normal to have a few relatives and friends in them. Nothing to worry about." Dylan said coldly.

Savannah was speechless with anger.

Seeing her face turning red, he added, "go down and continue your work. I won't agree with your resignation unless you give me a reasonable reason."

Savannah gritted her teeth and blurted, "are you sure you want a reason? Okay. Sexual harassment, is that a reasonable reason to resign?"

She was forced to be so blunt!

There was a sudden stillness.

Dylan's eyes darkened.

Sexual harassment? She had even given birth to a child for him, and now she told him that she was sexually harassed?

At this stage, she still pretended not to know him, as if she had never seen him before as if she had nothing to do with him.

He slowly walked over to her, so close to her that she could even feel the heat from his body. Her heart beat fast, and she began to regret being so candid. But before she reacted, she was caught on the arm and pulled into his arms.

"Sexual harassment? Like this?" As his low, playful voice came into her ears, his hand traveled down her spine to her waist and down to her behind. His hand flexed over her backside and squeezed gently.

"Or like this, hmm?" His voice was husky and sexy.

Savannah's face became rosy with shame. She pushed him away, raised her hand, and was about to slap him but was caught in the air by her wrist, and once again, she was pulled to his chest!

"How dare you beat your boss?" He held her in position in his arms and said coldly.

"Let me go!" Savannah cried, angry and helpless.

"Still quit?" He didn't let go.

She did not reply, still struggling. His hand moved to her waistband, skimming her…

"I won't resign, okay?" She blurted out hurriedly.

Satisfied, Dylan let go of his hold. As soon as she was free, she gave him a sudden push and stepped back.

His cool face darkened again. He was about to give her another good lesson when the office door was knocked, and a charming female voice called "Mr. Sterling?"

Savannah adjusted her hair and clothes quickly and stood aside.

"Come in." Dylan glanced impatiently at the door, stepped back to the sofa, and sat down.

Abby swayed in as the door opened.

She was in the studio in the company today. Her agent told her that Mr. Sterling came, so she came at once.

It was a good chance to foster good relations with the big boss.

She didn't expect that there was another woman in the room. She stopped short and looked at Savannah in amazement.

Then she smiled again, "I hope I didn't bother you, Mr. Sterling. Are you talking about business?"

Instead of driving Abby away immediately, Dylan glanced at Savannah and deliberately softened his voice.

"No."

Surprisingly pleased, Abby took two steps forward. Since she annoyed the big boss last time and canceled two ads, she had been thinking about how to win his favor back. Now it seemed that he had forgiven her?