"President, can you sign this first? We need it urgently, Mr. Jonah has been asking for it repeatedly." As it was almost noon time, Savannah Lea had submitted a document for Callan Handerson's signature. He looked through it, signed it and then returned it to her. She was on her way out when Callan grabbed her by the waist, "P-president?" She asked. What was he trying to do? They were in an office for goodness sake! Though there wouldn't be anyone barging into the room, it was still a place for work. "Are you feeling better today?" Callan asked as he held her in his arms. Savannah's mind went blank. It has been a few days since she told him that she wasn't available for intimacy, and they parted ways resentfully. Callan hadn't been intimate with her these recent few days, so why was he acting up again? It seemed like Callan only ever had one purpose for her, and it was her youthful body! It was impossible for her to hide from him forever. "Mmm." Savannah L
Callan Handerson was all tensed up in his Rolls Royce, his features looked more contoured, and his jawlines sharp as a knife. Tyler Handerson sat beside him; stole a glance every now and then, and said cautiously, "Third Uncle, Vannah will be fine. Mr. Fawkes is after me. He must have seen us move to and fro the villa and he misunderstood her to be my lover... You know as well as I do, that under your strict supervision these days, there has been no other woman around me except for Vannah." Callan lowered his gaze to look at his nephew, and he said, "Why are you calling her Vannah? Are you two very close?" "Uh, not at all!" Tyler couldn't figure out why his Third Uncle was so focused on something as insignificant as a nickname. "What should I call her then?" Callan couldn't wrap his head around it either, he just couldn't help but felt that it was a little too intimate for his nephew to address Savannah with a nickname! It made him feel very uncomfortable, so he
Savannah Lea felt weak all over her body; the bridesmaids helped to hold her walk down from to the main stage. The wedding ceremony went on as usual. From the everyone else's perspective, it was a typical wedding where the Poker King Samuel Fawkes welcomed a second wife into his family. But offstage, Callan Handerson maintained a cold gaze, with a champagne glass in his hand as he chugged down the beverage in one gulp! He thought to allow Samuel to go on with his little games a little longer. There was a text from Nick Jonah, saying that he has found where Savannahwas being held. Callan went around the guests flawlessly and made sure he found the right time to drink with Samuel. As the ceremony was nearly over, Callan took Tyler with him as they quietly exited the yard and made their way to the bridal chamber. "Master Handerson." Nick had been waiting at the door. Several bodyguards lay on the floor, all of which were subdued by Nick alone. Callan frowned
It was a massacre waiting to happen. Savannah Lea was being held hostage in the middle of the battlefield. She was freaking out, because she had never seen such a scene unravel before her eyes in the past! Callan Handerson was moving so quickly that Savannah was having trouble locating him amidst the crowd. By the time she had found him, he had already leaped into the air, swept his legs and kicked two of Samuel Fawkes' men who were grabbing onto her. Savannah limped as she lost support; her body fell to the ground. Callan tilted his figure slightly and reached out with his left hand just in time to catch her by the waist as he embraced her in his arms. Out of instinct, Savannah held onto Callan's waist as she squirmed her way into his chest. She looked up at him and came face to face with his stubble and protruding Adam's apple, an unspeakable emotion that she couldn't quite explain stirred in her heart. Callan held a gun in one hand, and with Savannah in the o
The atmosphere was a little awkward in the room. Callan Handerson coughed lightly, tilted his chin and gestured at Savannah Lea. "Ahem, it's time for dinner." "Oh." Savannah pursed her lips as she prepared the table, putting the dishes that she brought onto the table one by one. "Let's eat!" She handed a set of cutlery to Callan, but he did not take them. "You... you're asking me to do it myself?" Callan looked at the cutlery, amused. Savannah blinked and nodded. "Of course, if not then what else?" She thought silently. Callan frowned and didn't utter a word. "..." Savannah was baffled. What was he insinuating? Callan dismissed the astonishment in Savannah's eyes, thinking that she might not have caught on so he gestured again, this time with his eyes, "I'd like a sip of the soup, please." He wanted her to feed him! Savannah felt defeated by the man in front of her. His left shoulder was injured, but he should still be able to move
Carrying her things down the stairs, Savannah Lea hopped into the car. The butler was shocked, "Miss, aren't you staying with Master Handerson?" Savannah shook her head and said, "No, he asked me to leave." The butler opened his mouth but no words came out, he did not ask any more questions. He ordered the driver to start the car. Savannah was not the only one in the car. She got so distracted just thinking about her own problems that she didn't notice Tyler Handerson sitting next to her. "Hey! Did you quarrel with my Third Uncle?" Tyler leaned towards her with a smile on his face as he sat side by side with Savannah. "My Third Uncle is well-known for his bad temper. Just give him some time, you'll get used to it." Savannah glanced at Tyler, and thought that this boy who was two months younger than her probably meant no harm, so she didn't repel his advances. "What about you? You get scolded by your Third Uncle a lot, have you gotten used to it?" "Hu
Since she was driven away by Callan Handerson that night, Savannah Lea had not visited the hospital for the next two days. It was he who told her not to go again. On the morning of the third day, she received a message from Nick Jonah, saying that Callan would be discharged from the hospital today and asked for her to be at the hospital. Savannah felt strange when she received the message. He refused for her to visit when he was hospitalized, so why did she have to go when he is being discharged? However, since Nick had given the order, she had to go. Everyone knew that Nick was Callan's trusted subordinate, and his words basically represented Callan's. In actual fact, Nick had secretly sent the text message to Savannah. Savannah's lack of visits in the past two days had caused Callan's face to turn dark and moody. He was obviously in a foul mood. Although he didn't say anything, everyone around felt that he was more frustrated and depressed than usual. Nick alw
Back in Summer Villa. "All right, stop crying." Callan Handerson said. Callan Handerson put Savannah on the bed and looked at her weeping face. He was very annoyed! His woman was bawling over another man. It was ridiculous. But how could Savannah pay attention to his words? She sobbed so hard that she couldn't stop. "I said stop crying!" Callan couldn't hide his sharp gaze and growled at her impatiently, "Why are you so cheap? You treasured him, but what about him? You are nothing in his heart! You're not even a backup plan! Why are you shedding tears over such an awful man?" "Er!" Savannah abruptly hiccuped. She looked at Callan with tears in her eyes and did not understand why his anger suddenly rose. "How, how can you understand? People like you will never understand the feeling of being betrayed after you gave it all! I'm not crying over that sc*mbag, but crying for myself instead!" Callan was a little surprised by her words, but his anger subsid