The baby was another blow for him. Anger and jealousy made him wild.


    Savannah, how cruel you are!


    After a long silence, he went up to the guard, took a look at the small baby in his arms, and picked it up.


    It was his first time holding a newborn baby, and he was not very skillful. He had to be very careful in case he might hurt him, his gaze fixed on the baby in the swaddling clothes.


    The baby was the same soft and sweet as his mother, who had abandoned them.


    Finally, with a ck and dismal look, Dn turned and strode away. The baby muttered in his dreams, not awakened.


    * * *


    In the meantime, a private jet was on its way to Mn, Italy.


    The sky outside the window gradually became brighter and brighter.


    Savannah, who was traveling abroad for the first time, sat by the window and looked out at the marshmallow clouds.


    Did she really leave home?


    In fact, there was nothing for her to miss in LA. She was at ease with Kevin. But why did she feel lost as the familiarnd disappeared from her sight? There seemed to be a voice asking her to stay.


    She was interrupted from her thought by a cup of hot milk from Kevin.


    "It''ll be long to get to Italy. Drink some milk and get some sleep first. I''ll call you when we get there." Kevin''s voice was warm, like a spring breeze. He was in an unusual light-hearted mood after the ne took off.


    They were going to Lo, a small city in Italy. Theke and the mountains made it look like a super nice ce, good for her physical and mental health. What''s more, Robert had a three-story vi in Lo, and they could stay there for a while.


    "Thank you, Kevin." Savannah looked up and smiled.


    "There''s a famouske, Como, next to the town. We can stroll along the shoreline of Lake Como for breathtaking views of theke and have a pic on the mountain every weekend. You''ll love it."


    Savannah listened as Kevin described his ns for the future, her eyes bright with interest. Her good spirit soon returned. "Really?" she asked, like a little girl.


    "Yes. What''s more, there are quite a few colleges and world-famous universities in Mn. We''ll live in a ce within an hour''s drive from Mn. You can study there if you like." Kevin continued to n her new life.


    Savannah was young, and most girls at her age had not yet graduated from college.


    Going to school could enrich her life, and she would have no time to give her lost memory more thought.


    Savannah''s eyes shined, and her heart pumped.


    Did someone ever say the same thing to her? Otherwise, why did the scene strike a chord of remembrance, as if someone had discussed with her about her future college life before?


    Who was the speaker? She waspletely unimpressed.


    "Savannah?" Kevin noticed the faraway look in her eyes.


    "Nothing," Savannah replied and blurted out, "I... I''d like to study design."


    "You''ve decided your major so soon?" Kevinughed.


    Yeah, why did she decide what to study so quickly?


    As if... she had decided it long ago.


    She sipped the warm milk and said nothing more. Having emptied her ss of milk, she leaned back on the pillow and closed her eyes.


    Outside the window, the ne crossed the sunline, and it was a new day.


    ***


    Three yearster.


    A five-star hotel, LA.


    In the dressing room of a suite deluxe, a beautiful young woman with exquisite makeup was sitting in front of the mirror on the single red sofa, ying on the mobile phone with a proud face.


    "Abby, put on the dress, please! The manufacturer and the reporters are waiting outside the hotel!" Abby had just finished an advertising shoot today. As the advertising endorser, she was going to the luncheon held by the manufacturer today. However, she refused to wear the dress prepared by her assistant now.


    "I said, No! Amy had worn a dress in the same style at an awards ceremonyst month. Now you ask me to wear the same dress, after her? I still want to keep my face, okay?" Abby mumbled, without even ncing up from her phone.


    Amy was a popr singer and actor in the USA, and she was her biggestpetitor in the entertainment industry.


    They always fought for resources and fans, and they were at daggers drawn over every trivial thing.


    The agent was as restless as ants on a hot pan. He knew that Abby was alwayspetitive, and it was impossible for her to wear the same dress herpetitor had worn. He picked up the blue dress, rushing out of the dressing room, and threw the dress to the assistants to vent his anger.


    "You fools! Didn''t you pay more attention when you prepared the dress for Abby? What should I do now? The luncheon will begin in ten minutes, but Abby refused to change the dress! The manufacturer must be very annoyed if Abby does not show today!"


    "Sorry!" Several assistants lowered their heads nervously. One of them asked tentatively, "shall we go and find another dress as soon as possible?"


    "How can you choose a better dress in ten minutes? By magic? Don''t you know how picky Abby is? She won''t dress another new one if she doesn''t like it!"


    The assistants held the breath and dared not say more.


    Burning with anxiety, the agent didn''t get any good suggestions from his assistants and was ready to be scolded by the manufacturer and even his boss.


    Just then, a clear voice came from the opened door, "excuse me... Can you show me that dress?"


    Looking up, the agent and those assistants saw a young woman standing not far away at the door.


    The young woman was in her 20s, as a graduate just out of college. She was beautiful and elegant as a model, bright-eyed, and had delicate features. Her long brown hair curled up a little. She was wearing a tight white shirt, sleeves rolled up. Her blue jeans with a brown belt disyed her slender figure.