"Mr. Sterling, the party started. Will you go with me?" Abby's eyes brightened as she saw Dylan. She came up to him and said flirtatiously.
"Where's she?" Dylan asked in an impassive way, looking at her very stiffly.
"You mean Savannah?" Abby offered him another sweet smile, "she left after helping me on with my dress. I don't know where she went."
Dylan seemed disappointed. Did the kitten run away because she saw him coming?
"Mr. Sterling... It's getting late. The emcee's waiting for me. May I go first?" Abby was still smiling but looking a little guilty.
Dylan nodded impatiently.
Abby lowered her head and picked up her dress, walking quickly to the banquet room.
"Sir, maybe Miss Schultz had already left the cruise boat," Garwood whispered.
Dylan didn't speak, but his expression darkened.
