Old Sterling didn't think Savannah would wrong Susan.

However, he was reluctant to believe that his daughter would once again commit such a desperate act -- kidnapping.

Finally, he looked at Dylan and said, hesitatingly, "Dylan, maybe Savannah had misheard that? More investigation?"

Dylan had known that Susan would deny the truth. He said nothing but made a gesture to a bodyguard behind him.

The bodyguard immediately walked up to them with a tablet PC, and then he turned the screen at old Sterling --

On the screen, two men with panicked faces sat in front of the PC camera.

The elder one had tattoos on his arm, while the younger one had ginger hair.

Susan broke out in a cold sweat!

Didn't these two idiots go abroad? How did they get caught?

The tattooed man looked nervously at the camera and confessed, "That day, Miss Sterling came to me and asked me if I would like to make a big deal. She asked me to tie up a woman and sell her to Mexico. She promised to give me a lot of money after that. Of course, I agreed."

The ginger-haired man continued, "when I tied up the woman with my boss, the woman's friend saw us, so we tied up the girl. On our way to the port, Miss Sterling ordered us to sell the girl together..."

Old Sterling stared at Susan in disbelief.

Susan, however, didn't admit it anyway. "No, no -- dad, Dylan just picked two people to frame me up!" She shook her head as she cried.

Dylan smiled sardonically when he saw Susan's stubborn resistance. "These two gangsters were from the Colombo family. They went to Brazil after the kidnapping. I asked the branch of the Colombo family in Brazil to search these two people for me, and they had just been caught this morning. If you don't believe me, dad, you can ask the head of the Colombo family."

Old Sterling took a breath and understood. Really, it was really Susan who did it.

Many years ago, in order to take a man, Susan sent a gangster to assault an innocent girl.

Today, she committed kidnapping.

Was she still his good daughter?

Susan rushed forward to old Sterling and wanted to explain but was slapped in the face by him. She staggered back several steps, covering her face, shocked, "dad!"

"So, evil! Don't call me, dad!" Old Sterling said between clenched teeth, "the evidence is there. What else do you want to explain? I thought you'd already changed, but you went even further! How dare you to commit kidnapping! Are you going to disgrace the Sterling family?"

When old Sterling flared at her like this, Susan dared not explain anymore. "Dad! I was wrong. It's an impulse..." she kneeled down and broke into tears.

"Dad!" she cried while slapping her own face, "dad, will you forgive me this time? This must be the last time! I won't do it again!"

Dylan looked at his elder sister, who was acting, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips.

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Did she want to escape the punishment in this way?

"Finished? Let's go." Dylan's cold and unfeeling voice lingered in the garden.

Susan looked for help at old Sterling with her face swollen, shaking her head vigorously. "No... Dad, I don't want to go to the police station..."

"Don't want to go to the police station? You should know you'll have the day when you harmed others!" Dylan sneered and gestured to his bodyguards.

Two bodyguards walked to pick up Susan.

Susan shuddered. Are they going to send her to jail?

She was a rich lady, a woman of noble rank, the daughter of the most famous family in LA. How could she be sent to prison?

What would others think of her?

She was not only abandoned by her husband but would also be sent to prison?

Was there any standing room for her at that time? She'd better die!

Susan began to struggle hard as if exceedingly hurt.

"How dare you! Let me go! I'm the daughter of the Sterling family! How dare you take me to the police station... Asshole, I want you to die! Let go of me --"

Susan was not like a noble lady now. She became a mad dog!

Old Sterling was angry with Susan, but he still could not bear his daughter to be treated like that. "Wait!"

His voice raised Susan's hope again. She rushed up to her father, "dad, please help me..."

Dylan looked at old Sterling coldly. "Dad, you won't help her again, will you?"

"Dylan, I know she's done a lot of things wrong, but she's still my daughter, the Sterling family's lady. It's a shame to take her to the police station in this way, and the Sterling family will lose all the reputation!" Although old Sterling wanted to give this daughter a good lesson, too, the family's reputation should be considered first.

"If you continue to pamper her, even indulge her, dad, she will blunder badly again and lose the Sterling family's reputation completely in the future! She has to be punished this time!" Dylan said with an incontrovertible determination.

Old Sterling looked at Dylan, who was determined not to give in, taking a deep breath. He knew that this son had always been tough, once he made up his mind, he would not change it easily.

Just as he hesitated, Dylan signaled the bodyguards, and Susan was half-dragged and half-lifted to the gate again!

She struggled and kicked, flashing old Sterling a despairing glance. At the thought of the police and the media surrounding her, she felt dizzy and finally blacked out.

"Miss Sterling --" Cooper called out, hurried over to look at her, and then he turned to old Sterling and Dylan, "Miss Sterling's badly scared and fainted... "

"Dylan, send your sister to her room first. At least you should wait until she wakes up. Now she's in such a condition, it's useless to send her to the police station!" Old Sterling said anxiously.

Dylan took a look at Susan, who had already lost consciousness, frowning, and finally signaled his bodyguard to go. "Wait until she wakes up."

It would take a few hours at the most. He could afford to wait.

Cooper hurriedly called two maids to take Susan back to the small white building.

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Susan was sent back to her room. After a rest, she slowly woke up.

"Miss Sterling, you're awake. Have a drink of water." A maid came up with a cup of hot water.

Susan knew that when she woke up, she would inevitably be sent to the police station. A haze of despair covered her mood. She knocked the water over and cried out,

"Go! I have no mood to drink water!"

Just then, another maid knocked at the door and came in. "Miss Sterling --"

"Get out! I want you to get out!" Susan shouted in tears.

"Miss Sterling, Mr. Yontz, comes to see you. He's waiting downstairs." The maid said carefully.