Midnight Bride The CEO's Temptation

Chapter 454 - 454: Please Don’t Blame Yourself

"Yes, sir!" The two subordinates put on gloves and began to check the car.

The rain grew heavier.

Lionel turned and got into his car.

Savannah was a little startled when she saw him come up.

"Sir... What just happened? Why is my car locked? What about the driver? Who are you?"

Lionel looked at her, not expecting to see her again on such an occasion after three years. She had really lost her memory and forgot him.

"Savannah, do you really not remember me?" He asked softly.

"Sorry, I don't remember..." Savannah said apologetically.

"I'm Lionel Rowe, and we met three years ago when you and Dylan were together. We should be…friends."

Savannah took a breath. They knew each other. This gentleman was a part of her lost memory three years ago.

"Lionel… Mr. Rowe?" Did he share the same family name with Charlotte?

"Well," Lionel paused and said, "I'm Charlotte's brother."

Savannah stared blankly for a moment. She didn't know why but she could say this gentleman was much more friendly to her than his sister. She took one more look at the car next to them.

"What's going on just now? Why are you here?" Savannah bit her lips, still a little frightened.

"You know, I haven't seen you for three years. I heard that you're leaving, and I want to see you before you leave. But I'm afraid you don't want to see me because of Charlotte... Today, I saw you at the Fashion Center shopping and wanted to look for an opportunity to talk with you. But you soon got into a car. I followed you here and didn't expect to see the driver stop the car on the way and then left alone in a hurry. There isn't even a repair shop here. I felt strange, so I told you to get off."

"I didn't know the driver; I just booked a ride service with Uber... What does the driver want?" Savannah broke into a cold sweat.

"I don't know, but there must be something wrong. Since you're fine, forget it." Lionel comforted her.

Savannah was still struck dumb with astonishment.

"Savannah, we haven't seen each other for a long time," Lionel said softly, "you're leaving soon. Would you be able to drop in for me a chat now?"

Savannah hesitated for a moment. Actually, it was improper for her to visit a stranger's house. After all, she did not remember him. Even if they knew each other before, he was a stranger to her now. However, she didn't want to say no to the man in front of her subconsciously.

She knew he was not a bad man. Maybe she had a good relationship with him three years ago.

"I live in the Royal Villa. If you have any concerns, you can call your friend and tell him you're visiting my house." Lionel added pleadingly and sincerely.

Savannah looked at his eyes and found it difficult to refuse him. Finally, she nodded.

***

Royal Villa

The servant served the tea, and respectfully handed it to Savannah.

In the warm aroma of the black tea, Savannah gradually calmed down. On the soft couch, she quietly listened to Lionel talk about how they met each other three years ago.

They met in an elevator in Chicago, reencountered in Muse Park, and then he invited her to the party held in this villa…

Though Savannah couldn't remember him, her feelings to him were clearly not bad. She knew Lionel should always take part with his sister, Charlotte. But he treated her so gentle, like a brother to her, that she also had some respect and affection for him.

Lionel finished and stared at her again.

"What about you? How have you been abroad these years? It's not easy for a girl living in a foreign country. Even if you've been accompanied by someone, I know you can't be used to live there."

Savannah was touched by the concern in his tone for her; he seemed really worried about her as if they were a family...

"Well, Kevin had taken good care of me. I have a good life in Milan, and I met many like-minded classmates and friends when I was studying fashion design in college." Savannah smiled.

"But you are a stranger there, and those around you are all foreigners... It's better to live at home." Lionel gave a slightly apologetic sigh, "sorry, Savannah. If Charlotte hadn't messed up your wedding three years ago, you wouldn't have been in that situation with Dylan, and you wouldn't have suffered so much and lost your memory… You should have been living a happy life with Dylan and your son if it were not for my sister. I'm really sorry for you."

Savannah knew there was no need to blame Lionel for this.

"Please don't blame yourself," she said in a soft voice. "If Dylan really likes your sister and wants to be with her, I should leave instead of putting him into a dilemma. I'm also doing well now, better than when I relied on Dylan as a pet three years ago. "

Lionel let out a sigh of relief as she said this, and his face relaxed.

Just then, his assistant came. He greeted Savannah politely and then hurried over to Lionel's side, bent down, and whispered something in his ear.

Lionel's expression changed slightly.

"Savannah, I have something to do now. Please wait here, and I'll be right back." He smiled apologetically at her.

"Okay, go ahead."

Lionel nodded and walked out of the villa with his assistant.

In the courtyard, the two subordinates had come back.

"Sir, we've checked the car Miss Schultz was just in."

"Have you found out anything?" Lionel glanced back at the door and motioned for the two to report quietly so that Savannah wouldn't hear.

One man lowered his voice and said, "there's something wrong with the TWC in the tailpipe of that car. If Miss Schultz stayed in the car with the windows closed for a long time, she might be poisoned after inhaling too much poisonous gasses. I'm afraid that's what the driver wanted by locking Miss Schultz in the car."

"Yes, it's very difficult for the police to find out the truth if it happened, and it's likely to end up being an accident."

"We checked out the driver. His name was Edmond Harris, Miss Rowe's old school mate. That man had been tracking Miss Schultz these days, looking for opportunities to attack. It rained today, and Miss Schultz called an online car, so he took the opportunity and pretended to be that driver Miss Schultz had called online."