Since thest resort trip, Abby had still not given up Dn. Today''s visit to the Sterling''s house was not for dinner, but to get closer to Dn.


    Several days ago, Abby went to the Sterling group to ask Miller about Dn''s schedule. However, when she reached thepany, she was told that Miller was fired.


    Fortunately, Abby met Susan yesterday in the street, and Susan asked her toe to the Sterling''s house for dinner because Dn would be there, too.


    But after she came, Dn had not even said a word to her.


    Susan winked at Abby to encourage her to talk to Dn. Abby got up the nerve to pick a shrimp with the serving fork, put the shrimp in Dn''s te, and said softly,


    "Dn, Susan told me that you like eating shrimp."


    "Well, people''s taste changes. Now I feel sick every time I see a shrimp," Dn said coldly and picked up the shrimp, then put it on Savannah''s te, "eat it."


    At that moment, Savannah felt all of the eyes in the dining room swing to her, and Abby felt jealousy re up within her.


    Savannah had no idea what was going on. She nced at Dn and talked to him with her eyes,


    Why are you showing off at this moment? Do you want to make everyone jealous of me?


    "Dn, I can take care of myself. Your job is to make sure that Miss White is well served," Savannah bit her lips and said.


    What do you mean? Dn stared back. Are you trying to push me to another woman?


    "You are so picky about your food, and you never eat enough. I''m here to make sure that you eat properly," Dn said with a frown.


    These words were harsh but still said with love. Dn was trying to spoil Savannah without considering the rest of the people''s feelings.


    "I don''t like shrimp," Savannah struggled.


    "If you don''t eat it, I will feed you," Dn''s voice was low and husky.


    At that moment, the rest of the people at the table felt like they were watching a love show of Dn and Savannah.


    Old Sterling and Cooper were happy to see this, but no one else felt the same.


    Savannah had to brace herself to eat the fish because she was afraid that Dn would continue to say something flirtatious.


    Abby, sick at heart, had no mood for dinner and tried hard to hide her jealousy. She took a glimpse of Savannah bitterly.


    "Miss Schultz is a model," Abby said with a bitter smile, "there is a reason why she eats so little. She must keep fit and slim. And I''m just a foodie."


    It seemed as though she meant to insult Savannah – saying that just because she wanted to keep slim, she did it in an unhealthy way.


    Savannah did not like arguing. She even didn''t want to have conversations with Abby at all. But since Abby had started this war, Savannah knew she had to fight back. If she chose to stay silent, everyone would think that she was too weak.


    What''s more, why did she like calling herself, foodie? Was she doing this to make other girls with healthy and slim bodies sound like freaks and bitches?


    That''s ridiculous.


    Looking at Abby''s contemptuous face, Savannah smiled without arrogance and said, "In fact, except for models, people with an ordinary job are paying more and more attention to their health and trying hard to take care of their bodies. A healthy diet makes one look and feels much younger. Grandpa Sterling has insisted on eating healthy for years, which keeps him glowing and looking like a man in his 20s or 30s. So, calling yourself a foodie only means that your diet is extremely unhealthy, and you cannot bnce your life."


    Abby''s face changed.


    Old Sterlingughed. "I''m like a man in his 20s - or 30s? Savannah, you tter me!"


    Abby clenched her fist in secret. She was not only insulted by this little bitch but also gave her a chance to tter old Sterling!


    When supper was over, they left the table.


    Old Sterling asked Devin to take Valerie upstairs to have a rest, fearing that his great-grandson would be tired.


    The others were chatting and drinking coffee on the sofa in the living room.


    "Have a good rest. I''m going downstairs," Devin turned and left the room as soon as he apanied Valerie upstairs. He didn''t want to stay with her for another moment.


    It made Valerie''s heart ached, but she didn''t say anything. After Devin left, she picked up her phone and texted Abby, who was downstairs.


    "Miss White, pleasee upstairs. I have something to tell you."


    Five minutester, Abby knocked on Valerie''s bedroom door, walked in, and looked suspiciously at Valerie, "What can I do for you?"


    She was not familiar with Valerie, and she just met Valerie formally for the first time at Sterling''s family dinner today.


    "Take a seat, Miss White. If you marry Dn in the future, we''ll be a family, and I''ll call you, aunt," Valerie said softly.


    Abby, upset all night, felt a little better when she heard this, "Don''t tease me. You''ve seen how Dn treats me. There is only Savannah in his eyes."


    "My cousin? How could she be equal to you? We all think highly of you as Sterling''s daughter-inw. It''s a pity that my uncle has been bewitched by her. She is just good at ttering grandpa,"


    Valerie said though Abby''s expression remained unchanged.


    "However," Valerie raised her tone, "if she annoys grandpa, everything will change."


    "What are you trying to say?"


    "Later, please help me as a witness," Valerie whispered into Abby''s ear.


    In the living room of the Sterling''s house, Savannah was chatting with old Sterling on the sofa.


    Although Dn came back, he still remained quite silent, only speaking when necessary.


    After dinner, he found an excuse to take a walk in the back garden, and this gave Old Sterling a reason to ask Savannah about Dn''s daily life.


    Savannah sighed, looking through the French window. Dn, standing under a tree in the courtyard, threw a long shadow in the moonlight. He looked lonely, and it made her heart ached for him.


    He would rather get out of the house than face his father. At this moment, a slim figure approached Dn. It was Abby.


    Savannah could see Abby keep talking andughing in front of Dn. Dn, however, became impatient and frowned. He turned and looked in Savannah''s direction, his eyes ming her silently.


    Why haven''t youe to my rescue?


    Savannah''s lips moved slightly, and then she turned to old Sterling. "Sir, please excuse me for a while."


    Old Sterling looked up and saw Abby pestering Dn outside the French window. He smiled and understood immediately, letting Savannah go without any qualms.