Chapter 81: Judging His Woman

"I'm asking her to speak for herself." Dylan leaned over his head and nuzzled behind Savannah's ear in Miller's presence. Savannah's heart began to pound. She dared not move anymore, huddling like a kitty in his arms, for fear that he might go further before Miller.

On the luxurious sofa, the man wrapped his arms around the little woman in a possessive pose, Miller froze there, astonished, and her fear increased, "... I'm sorry, Mr. Sterling, I'm really sorry, I didn't know Savannah…"

She really didn't know that Savannah and Dylan were so close. "Savannah? You call her by her first name?" Dylan didn't appreciate Miller's apology. His brows knitted. A cold sweat ran down Miller's forehead. She made a low bow to Savannah. "I'm sorry, Miss Schultz! I'll never tell you to do anything again!"